Avian Breakfast Battle

On my ride in to work this morning my legs were tired. Yesterday was my first ride after an almost two week hiatus due to vacation and bad weather, and it was a blustery ride into the wind. Feeling that today, I had been riding with my head down, just pushing the pedals. But halfway down the transitway between the U of M St. Paul and Minneapolis campuses, I looked up. In the sky a thousand feet or so ahead of me, a bald eagle was swooping and diving, twisting its giant outspread wings, trying to shake a pair of crows. The three continued their maneuvers, dipping down toward the ground, then flapping up again, as I continued riding. I soon spotted the object of contention - a plump rabbit, apparently recently struck by a bus and lying on the pavement. As I neared to within a couple hundred feet, the eagle managed to land briefly, its impressive bulk covering the rabbit and perhaps snatching a morsel, before lifting off and away as I approached. 
I wonder if they thought I was some large and fearsome beast come to dash their hopes of breakfast. I hope they returned and fed well after I was gone.

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