It appears that both of the remaining fledglings are alive and hanging out near the nest site.
I spent some time in downtown Portland on Sunday afternoon looking for our red-tail fledglings. At first there was no sign of them. I scanned the rooftops and ledges and listened for their calls but they were nowhere to be found. Fortunately there was a trio of belly dancers (at least I think they were belly dancers) doing a photo shoot with a bunch of skateboarders so that provided some alternative entertainment. Last year at this time we were treated to free donuts by the Voodoo Donut guys as we watched the hawks. One of my peregrine nest sites used to be a favorite locations for bongo playing hippies to gather. Working on urban conservation issues does not provide the peace and solitude of working on wild landscapes, but I guess it has its odd perks none the less...
PHOTOS: Fledglings near the nest, 6/26
As I noted in previous blogs, the young will often sit perched for extended periods of time during the first week or so after they fledge and become more animated when they see their parent flying overhead. This is how the parents find them to provide food as they begin to explore this highly complex landscape. Today was a great case in point.
After about 30 minutes with no sign of the red-tails (parents or young), mom came cruising in over the buildings. She did several high circles and then suddenly the air was full of the sounds of juvenile red-tails calling for food. I was quickly able to locate one of the youngsters perched in a tree about 2 blocks from the nest site--this was the bird we treated and released last week. Although I was never able to catch sigh of the second youngster, I could definitely hear her calling from the roof of a building a block away from the bird in the tree. Mom eventually settled equidistant between the two of them at the top of a pole extending from the roof of a building.
So some good news for today!
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Mom cruising down low
Fledgling calling to mom from a nearby street tree
Mom perched on pole 1/2 block from each of her young