I have an interesting raven story

Allen
- July 11, 2002

Enjoyed your writings on ravens. Having spent many hours on the cliffs and mountains of northern New Mexico, Arizona and Colorado I've sure seen my share of ravens. I don't think there is any way to express to people their actual call. I've even seen them on my mother's deck in New Mexico. They are starkly beautiful up close. A very intense bird. to hear the biggest ravens is to hear something you've never heard before.I have an interesting raven story. I was walking on the snowpacked sidewalk early Sunday morning with my downhill skis slung over my shoulder and my bootbag in the other hand and a small pack on my back with my lunch. I was hiking to the junction where I could catch a ride up to the ski hill, Pajarito (little bird) Mountain. All was still and quiet with nary a car or person to be seen or heard as my boots crunched in the snow, and given the load I was carrying my head was bent downwards with the burden when all of a sudden I heard and saw simultaneously a chicken drumstick bone just miss my head and hit the snow by my feet! "What in the hell?", I wondered as I came to a stop. The sky is raining chicken bones? Slowly I looked up and there perched on the street light sat a raven with his head turned to one side as he gave me the "one eye". "C-r-r-u-u-u-c-c-k", he said, as if to let me know, "you got lucky this time, next time I won't miss."Allen