Ah, friends!
Sounds like I missed an exciting long weekend. Mine was oh-so-boring: canoeing through the region of the 1675 Great Swamp Fight: hearing an influx of Blue-Winged Warblers, finding a really good chance of Red-Bellied Woodpecker breeding in Rhode Island (birds sighted and heard, near newly renovated hole--needs followup as this species continues to move north), presumably mating snapping turtles (call for details), and our cabin being attacked by wild turkeys at dawn (well, that's what it sounded like).
But the best part of the trip was driving home: at about four in the afternoon a large woodpecker flew from north to south across the road in a strong, straight flight with what appeared to be solid white patches extending to the back of the wings. Of course, it was 1) a going-away view looking into the sun 2) no other field marks were visible 3) this was southbound on the Garden State a half mile before the JerseyTurnpike exit. So either my theory about IBWO in low-earth orbit is true, or (duh) a New Jersey pileated in a stern chase looks like a textbook ivorybill . I'm afraid I reacted rather precipitously, calling out to my wife "Pileated flying right!" before I had a chance to discuss a possible ivorybill sighting with Cornell (or I guess it's really Pete Dunne's territory, isn't it?). So you guys who are doing the World Series of Birding this year, remember where you got the tip for your best bird . . .
How do you even know it was a woodpecker? I mean one field mark, and where's your notes. Too bad you didn't get your bins on it or think to take a picture.
I think there are three possibilities here,
1. Your delusional
2. Your lying
3. Your telling the truth
Sounds a bit stringy. 8-P