My love affair with the raven first started the summer I worked in Yellowstone. I was visiting Old Faithful for the umteenth time and walking through the parking lot I encountered a couple ravens on a motorcycle. They weren't riding it but more so picking it apart. They had managed to get into every bag on the thing and were picking out which nicknacks they especially liked. Most pieces ended up on the ground, but a few ended up in a nearby tree. I must have watched then for ten-fifteen minutes, it was fascinating.
Which brings up a good point. Ravens are amazingly smart and extremely adaptable, especially to humans. I recently saw a social media post from JTree NP stating that raven populations had grown 1000% in the past 35 years there, and they attribute it to people. They are amazing at following us around. WE have learned at the park to not leave any garbage bag exposed and unattended as they will gladly go for them. It is a sad day when someone didn't close a dumpster lid, or simply over filled the thing. They will pull trash out piece by piece to get food. It is so much easier than foraging.
While I have gotten close to many ravens at my park, I have never met one so gutsy as the one the lives at the end of the paved road at The Needles. That little thing hung out ten feet from me, following me around, making little clucks. I thought it would fly into my car. When I got into the driver's seat without relinquishing any food, the look on its face was clearly disappointment. Then it flew onto my rearview mirror in a defiant exclamation of desire. Clearly, I was not something to fear.
Very neat birds. All sorts of things to say about them.
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