I’ve seen some National Geographic going down on Goto; Flying fish, bioluminescent blooms in the water, birds hunting fish, a bog of sleepy white cranes at dawn. I’ve even seen a hawk with a live wriggling snake in its grasp. I finally saw a wild boar. I pretend the spiders the size of my palm cohabitating with me are a new species. Think Furby; still creepy but harmless so far.
But this weekend, all I saw was a brown blur smack my hand down and send my lunch flying. I couldn’t get over my shock until I considered my food’s point of view in comparison. Imagine you are a tasty banana walnut pancake in transit from hand to mouth, when A GIANT GOTO HAWK makes a stealth dive and grab for you as quick and silent as light.
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