While in Washington Square park in San Francisco waiting for The Go Game to start, Alec and I witnessed a flurry of pigeons flying in a circle across the park. Around and around, they seemed really frightened of something, but we couldn't see anything in the area that should concern them so. Then in an instant, we saw a huge pigeon crash to the center of the group. A huge, brown-golden pigeon...wait, that was not a pigeon. An eagle or hawk had crashed the party and grabbed one of the pigeons in mid-flight. The raptor turned and flew into a nearby tree and waited there, watching us, as the hapless victim squirmed in its talons, slowly suffocating. Once the prey stopped moving, the predator took off and left the park, leaving a group of a half dozen of us stunned in amazement.

Who knew that you could find such a display of nature in the middle of a city?

Oh, yeah, and the Go Game rocked.