A New Level of Free Range

Whitey's home and relatives

I am not sure Whitey intended to make a break for it, her agenda may have included a trip across the road, but probably not to the nearest rest area off of I-5  Here is the story...

Here you can see how very close the object of  Whitey's get away was (haRVey), only one fence over which she had escaped many times.

Who can know the mind of a chicken?  We should have been on to her game when she showed up in the RV doorway thinking she would have a look around.  Dave shooed her out, but not before she had a good chance to look over the joint!  

Whitey found a quiet place on the rear bumper of haRVey, where she no doubt spent considerable time hatching her escape.  

Whitey, barely visible in the underbrush of the Gee Creek rest area.

She had overheard our plans to travel to Redding, California,  and being a Spring chicken, she knew it never rained in California and she was moving on to the sunny-side-up state.  Waiting for just the right moment prior to our departure, Whitey, perched then moved over easy to settle in on the sheltered area near the back bumper of haRVey, not even braving a last look at the old hen house.  Little did this chicken know that our first stop was an RV rest area with a dump station.  We parked at the rest area preparing to dump our tanks. Whitey was twelve miles from home, in the harsh wilderness near a Washington freeway, with cars sceaming by.  Whitey cautiously left her perch, to check out what she thought might be California.  With a casual look at Dave who had unwittingly helped her escape, Whitey made a break for the trees - with her graceful chicken gait, a white bird in the dark underbrush.  A chicken alone in the wilderness at the Gee Creek rest area off of I-5.

Whitey's owner heard the news of her escape and planned to let her stew a bit, but thoughts of her inevitable untimely end prodded him to rescue the benedict hen. With a net and feed in hand he traveled to the Gee Creek rest area to rescue the wayward hen.

Caleb Swanson, Whitey's owner said to her, "Omelette-n ya' live, but make a break for it again and your hard- boiled criminal ways are over!"

Making plans for her next adventure.