Quosatana campground is such a great place for us that we chose to spend another day here. Our campground greeter, Hildy the turkey, wandered down into the meadow to scrutinize us while keeping the local deer herd in line. Hildy believes she is the empress of Quosatana and all deer activities are subject to her approval.
Hildy stationed herself alongside the entry road to the park, grazing on whatever turkeys eat. In the late afternoon, the deer ambled down the road to engage in their evening meal in the meadow. Unfortunately for them, they were required to pass by Hildy’s guard post, unknowingly violating some Hildy rule such that Hildy came charging out of her grazing area and began to chase the deer around the pasture. Every so often, she would spread her wings, squawk and jump into the air which seemed to frighten the deer into moseying off to other, greener pastures. Hildy was quite adamant about keeping the deer in line. I, personally, did not know deer were frightened by single turkeys but now I know better.
Peggy and I were quite satisfied with hanging out under our Myrtle tree during what turned out to be an absolutely gorgeous day. We read, napped, hobnobbed and had cocktails without performing any productive work. We watched dragonflies harvest insects from the thick clouds of flying vermin schooling in the sunny patches. We settled back in our reclining lounges to watch the birds. We took strolls around the campsite and over to glance at the Rogue River but, other than that, we were quite sluggish and loved it. I’m glad most of the flying insects kept to the sunny areas.
Hildy and the deer can be seen disputing something. Click here