By Mickey in Lake Linden on Wednesday, March 30, 2005 - 08:00 pm:
A couple of years ago I was skiing at Swedetown, it was almost dark and I was going up Owl Hill (very appropriately named). I thought that a branch had hit my head so I ducked - what really happend was an owl was attacking me! (I had a witness too!) I really didn't think that much of it until I got back to my car when my head started to hurt. There were a couple of spots where the talons had broken the skin on my head through my hat (which I'm glad he didn't take from me!) I probably should have gotten a tetanus shot but you know how that goes. I can still feel where he got me! It was pretty scary and to this day when I ski that hill I'm always looking up!