On our way home from San Simeon, loaded with pinecones and burger, the air was thick and overcast just
before sunset. I chose to take Turri Road from Morro Bay, bypassing Los
Osos to meander in the rolling hills south of the Seven Sisters
volcanic cones called morros.
As we went past an open field on the
right, a couple hundred yards wide, bordered by the road and the
thickly wooded stream Armi shouted "Pigs!" We both saw the dark small
shapes simultaneously but as usual I went inarticulate with surprise.
Sure enough, what I thought were turkeys in the gathering dusk were wild
hogs...a group of at least five black rooters with the curly tails
still visible.
I pulled over, still half in the narrow road, to
get a look before the light failed completely. Wow! This was our first
encounter with the infamous porkers since we retired here, and we were
stoked! The wary beasts started trotting toward the riverine thicket
and I had no time to grab a camera or a gun, and the low light would
have made a shot near impossible....
The last time we saw wild pigs
was decades ago in the Pinnacles National Monument near Hollister, one
huge scary, tusked monster near the road as I stepped on it to escape!
Now we need to see Sasquatch again... — with Armida Hartz in Los Osos.
As we went past an open field on the right, a couple hundred yards wide, bordered by the road and the thickly wooded stream Armi shouted "Pigs!" We both saw the dark small shapes simultaneously but as usual I went inarticulate with surprise. Sure enough, what I thought were turkeys in the gathering dusk were wild hogs...a group of at least five black rooters with the curly tails still visible.
I pulled over, still half in the narrow road, to get a look before the light failed completely. Wow! This was our first encounter with the infamous porkers since we retired here, and we were stoked! The wary beasts started trotting toward the riverine thicket and I had no time to grab a camera or a gun, and the low light would have made a shot near impossible....
The last time we saw wild pigs was decades ago in the Pinnacles National Monument near Hollister, one huge scary, tusked monster near the road as I stepped on it to escape! Now we need to see Sasquatch again... — with Armida Hartz in Los Osos.
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