Kauzimos,
Glad for you to join us, and Welcome anytime to the fire and coffee.
I was reading back over your posts, and remembered my manners.
We pride ourselves in good hospitality...
It really sounds like those vultures were thinking that either you
or your father would make a good meal. Pretty wild, if there
was no other reason for them to be there.
Reminds me of a story Don Jose told of one that tried a few
times sort of swooping down and brushing him to try to
spook him into falling down a cliff in a supposed haunted
place that had a history of people falling to their death,
I believe, and he shot the hungry evil bird, with his
pistola...
Hmmm, that would have to be a very good shot, I suppose.
Still, the similarity of the story, a buzzard showing up surprisingly,
quickly casting a shadow on you, in a treacherous area.
Maybe to spook you into falling. Others showing up, till there
were eight, that seems very conspicuous to me too, sorta' like
maybe they had seen that work before. I too, have had
buzzards circle me on a hill that I climbed up before...
Thanks Again for sharing your experience, very interesting...