Not in a hammock, and no match for birds of prey, but thrilling none the less. I was brand new into backpacking, ans was camped just a few feet from the edge of a cliff, the edge of the Mogollon Rim in the Ponderosa Pine forest of Northern AZ. The sun was rising. I reached out of the vestibule of my North Face Westwind tent and fired up my new MSR stove, and was enjoying coffee while still inside my bad. As I gazed out over the cliff, a large flock of turkeys flew in from somewhere, and lodged in the trees around me, mostly trees growing right out of the cliff face. Then they started "talking". They were there a good while, oblivious to my presence just a short distance from them. It remains quite a memory. One of many powerful outdoor and wildlife memories formed along the Rim.
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