Monday, August 2, 2010

Clunk!

Very early one recent morning at anchor, that was the sound that awakened me.

To a boat owner, this is not a welcome sound.  When you are just waking up, these are the kinds of thoughts that run thru your head:
  • Someone has drifted into us (drug their anchor, miss-judged their scope, etc); damage has ensued
  • A log is drifting past the hull (does it have rusty spikes in it?); damage has ensued
  • We've hit bottom on an outgoing tide; damage has ensued
  • ...; damage has ensued
Nothing in that list has a happy outcome.  So as you might guess, I lept out of the bunk and went up on deck, dressed nearly as I was at birth, looking frantically all around.

Nothing.

Then I noticed, on the aft deck, a clam, freshly broken.

Gulls and crows have learned this trick:  at low tide, find a clam that you can lift and fly with.  Take it high enough, and drop it onto something hard - it breaks open and you can feast.  In this case it was a crow, who was very displeased with me for throwing away his breakfast, and he told me so.

I ignored him, and went back to bed, thinking that birds deserve way more credit for intelligence than we give them.



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3 comments:

Mike said...

hehe... funny.

SV Estrellita 5.10b said...

We have had the exact same thing happen. Scary, then funny.

Anonymous said...

Hmmm! I wonder if it was Lynda's friend "swoopes" (a crow she has befriended)?? (S.V. Black Opal). Must have been a distant relative (LOL).

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