It was sort of hard to make out what was going on when it was close-up. Can you describe it?
Me: falling all over myself, shoving and trying to pin/throw the bird back in attempt to convince it I could do more damage if I needed to. I tripped twice over the trail (off the sandy edge once, then on the bigger rocks at the switcher). I dropped my poles on the second fall, and the damn bird got between me and one of the poles before I could grab it. We had a short stand off, during which time I shoved it off with the one pole.
Bird: Friggin' Terminator.