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    • One thing that’s amazing about the Grand Canyon is all the layers of rock. It goes down really far (4,000+ feet), but it’s sort of a tiered/layered drop.

    • “The Raven is a queer and dangerous bird, far worse than the Crow. A pack of crows can destroy an owl or an eagle, but a single boss Raven will attack a whole gang of crows and rip the lungs out of its leaders. Most crows would rather commit suicide than go head-to-head with a boss raven.”-Hunter S. Thompson

    • Cattle! Funny yet not so funny story: Years ago, my grandfather had a cow get decapitated in the middle of the night by these guys going 100+ mph in their military vehicle. They were late for a meeting and didn’t want to be listed as AWAL. This happened in Joseph, Utah where I am presently heading to.

    • I think about a total of five people have died out there in Grand Canyon West. Plenty of good warning signs but it seems that people just cannot fathom danger without a fence.

    • Ravens are incredibly smart - In May of 2005 I was at sitting in my car outside a store with a metal trash bin right in front of me in Death Valley. Now this was a trash ben designed to discourage wildlife from stealing trash in the National Park, with a barrier where you throw the trash up inside the trash bin over the barrier.

      A raven flew up to the top of the trash bin, right over the opening where you have to throw the trash up and over a barrier to keep critters out, stood on the edge of the roof and, literaly rolled off the edge to end up inside the opening for trash. It disappeared for a couple minutes, and then crawled/flew out the opening with a nice ham sandwich still in its Saran wrap. It obviously had done this many times before too. I have no idea how it flew inside the bin from the bottom of the trash can back to the external opening

      I have watched ravens, in winter, at Old Faithful in Yellowstone National Park, wait patiently on the overhead lights in the parking lot, until all the snowmobilers were inside eating lunch. The smart bird then flew down and landed on the rear seat of a snowmobile, reached back with its beak, and ripped open the velcro closure to the storage space in the back of the snowmobile seat. It then pulled out a zippered closed backpack, grabbed the zipper pull and gave a quick yank until the pack opened. It then stuck its head into the pack and pulled out the sandwich and flew away with it. All the movements were smooth and economical, this bird had obviously done this many times before. There was no hesitiation, no exploration, just a fast open and grab.

      Ravens are very very smart.

      Speaking of cattle in open range - I have resolved to drive no faster than 55 on secondary roads after dark in open range - twice I have found BLACK ANGUS cattle on back roads at midnight on moonless nights - just guess how hard it is to see a black angus cow or bull in the dark = fortunately I did haul down fast enough, but I decided a bit of wisdom was a good idea.

      I still have friends/associates who think nothing of running well in excess of 75 mph on back roads in open range country, but I refuse to keep up with them or ride with them in those circumstances.

    • Awesome story about the raven. That is way cool! Yeah, they are wicked smart. Good tip about not driving too fast, too. No reason a serious accident. Fortunately for the guys who killed my grandpa’s cow, they were going so fast that they actually were ok with minimal damage to the car. Pretty nuts.