My Love and I were staying in charming villas near the Fairmont Hot Springs in beautiful British Columbia. It was a lovely day, perfect for taking a romantic stroll on the foot path amongst the golf greens from our villa to the hot springs. We soon saw that the path was to be mostly gravel and straight up, but really worth continuing on so that we could experience the beautiful scenery and rushing creek next to us.
The Fitbit calculated our floors as we hiked straight up the path in between tall gully walls. As we neared what we felt must be the best part of the hike (because we could see a beautiful 50 to 60 foot tall waterfall in the distance), we were greeted by a raven. The raven stood defiantly on the ground in the middle of the fairly narrow path. It squawked continuous cries at us, while it also turned in different directions as if beckoning its friends at the same time. As we neared the raven, we expected that it would just fly off and allow us to continue on our journey.
Well, that was when the true adventure began. As we approached, the raven jumped aggressively toward us, opening it’s beak wide, squawking its warning for us to back away. It opened its big yellow beak so wide with every threatening squawk that we could almost see clear to the back of the it’s throat! We were clearly in its territory and it wasn’t going to allow us to enter. It was a smaller raven though … it couldn’t be that much of a threat, could it? Suddenly several other ravens starting flying in above us. These new creatures were definitely the reinforcements because they were sized more like small wild turkeys! While one or two landed on branches of the tree beside us, others circled the sky above us. Another 5 or 6 of the brutes lined up on each of the gully walls adjacent to us, all the while crying out their continuous warnings for us to back away.
Not having encountered this situation before, I thought it was a good opportunity to record the event. That was not a good idea! As I started panning from one raven to the next, I heard warnings from my man to come away and then panic struck. I stood on uneven terrain, had a smartphone camera pointed at the sky and realized angry ravens were swooping down at me! Experience some of this panic by watching the accompanying video.
Sure, hilarious now after the fact!
The ravens continued their advance against us until we realized we had to retreat. With visions of the attacks in Alfred Hitchcock’s movie “The Birds”, we sadly and incredulously backed away and then headed down the hill, still hearing the ravens’ warning cries. There would be no hot springs or waterfall viewings that day for us. Angry ravens versus us – that was no video game and we weren’t prepared for that fight! …After all, they were there first, weren’t they?