After taking care of a couple horses and some weeds I went out to the nest today. The forecast was cloudy and 70% chance of rain with a temperature of 58. I was pleased that the weather had not turned out to be what was foretasted, at least not yet.
When I arrived I saw Ricky on top of the nest tree and Lucy midway down. I checked if I could see either eaglet or both and did not so I proceeded down the street to check the landing as the tide was low. I was about to make the turn when I noticed a young eagle tucked in a tree along the bluff. I snapped a few shots from up top and did not care much for the angle and the brush in the way. I proceeded down to the landing and had much better luck!
After the landing I headed back up to check on Ricky & Lucy. I had seen both take off for the Dungeness Spit a minute prior and was curious why they left the nest unguarded. I arrived and so did Ricky and Lucy so i kept on going to see if any other interesting birds were around. I glanced into the trees and saw a bird and immediately knew what it was, a male Peregrine Falcon.
If you recall the day of the "War" on April 24th there were two male Peregrine Falcons involved. Was this one of the culprits? I turned around and parked up at the nest and walked down street carefully and slowly as to not startle the "speeding bullet" I saw him and he saw me. Oddly enough he was content where he was and I snapped freehand a lot of pictures. I had to attempt a 60x and 75x shot so I scurried back to the truck for my tripod and remote. When I returned he had moved!
I have been told I have knack for seeing birds that are really hard to spot. I found the lil feller tucked in another branch. I proceeded to take several shots of him and then headed back to the nest. I seem to be at one with nature. The second I get setup the oldest eaglet pops up and looks at me and the other folks that were patiently waiting to spot him. He looks around for a bit and looks left, right, up, down, and then he hones in on his Mom, Lucy bringing a large branch to the nest. The two interact a bit and Lucy looks over her back at her youngest who was not visible to me but Lucy would just stare at her child. The eaglet was probably wiggling around.
After the eaglet became inactive I decided to leave and as I headed home I remembered some construction going on and I made a detour just to see if any hawks or eagles were around. I pulled onto a road called Hogback, sort of a funny name, and saw a large grey hawk-like bird on a telephone cable. It took a couple seconds for it to click that it was a male Northern Harrier. I told myself, nah that can't be right they don't perch like that. They prefer to be low but this guy was content being up high. I tried to no avail to photograph him. He was too skittish even from afar. I never tried to get within 80ft of him just so he had his space. He wasn't having any of it.
I figured out why he was so quick to bail. His wife was down below watching and he was supposed to be hunting. She was calling to him from below while he was on the hill with me. I went to see her and say hello. She was more accepting of my presence and I successfully snapped some pictures. She poked around the bushes and went to her nest against the hill and tucked behind a bush. Her mate was still flying low and far away hunting. The weather was worsening and was a light drizzle during this whole escapade. After the female Northern Harrier returned to her nest it became a light rain so I decided to return home.