Scary Bird Story in North Cascades NP

This story of Ravens in the North Cascades National Park trying desperately to get into the visitor center reminds me in a small way of the Edgar Allan Poe poem called "The Raven". It is the type of 'truth is stranger than fiction' story I like to read about as Halloween approaches.

Maligned raven lives up to reputation:

In the early-morning hours, the midnight-black bird with beady eyes peered into the visitor center window and then banged its anvillike beak on the glass for hours on end, clawing and pecking until it was bloody red. Staff members flapped their arms and tried to shoo its form from their door, ... [but] the bird remained.

Wrote Poe in 1845's "The Raven"

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'