Pipelined in the bush for many years now and the Ravens know when it's coffee and lunch time and even which operator feeds them a scrap or two. Move the equipment to the other end of the line and that same raven will find you in no time at all. I've seen the young ones feed the old ones and seen them play with sticks and hang upside down in trees robbing the whiskey Jacks stash of goodies. I never shoot them either. They even like frozen beer. Won't touch an orange tho. Quite the bird.
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