Mike arrives at the Crane Flat Campground in Yosemite around mid-afternoon. This is one of those large national park campgrounds with loops: Loop A, Loop B etc. But at this hour it’s virtually deserted.
Mike does a leisurely setup, then gets out his traditional arrival beer, then his book and sits down. The very interesting conversations of the ravens can be heard in the treetops high above —one of their phrases is particularly intriguing, sounding something like, "Punka punka punka." But Mike has stupidly forgotten to bring his Ravenese-English phrase book, so communication is very difficult—in fact it's impossible.
Punka punka punka.
Photos: Raven—Yosemite, 2009; Campground—Yosemite, 2009