My 7th consecutive year of documenting a family of Swainson’s hawks.
20 years since we first noticed these birds of prey in our neighbourhood.
This is their continuing story (and mine) through my lens.
As a side note, it is very likely that the Mama Hawk we see today is the same one from at least 2004 (as shown in a really bad photo). Indeed something worth celebrating if that is the case.
No hawk photos today.
There were a few magpies still hanging around. All we could see for certain from down here is a foot and some tail feathers partially hanging off the edge of the light standard. A few hours later the wind must have blown the dead bird to the ground where I could confirm it was indeed a magpie.
This is somewhat baffling to me given that near the end of last year’s nesting season, it was Mama Hawk that was a going concern. She had seemingly been favouring one leg and it sometimes dangled when she flew. Now I’m obsessing about getting a clear photo of that leg band* of new Papa!
While on my daily excursion I see Mama Hawk on a light standard. She has something in her mouth that I can’t quite make out. I point the camera her way and see that it’s a small branch with a few leaves on it. Wait a minute… is this… a peace offering? I laughed, and laughed. Why on earth would she be holding that? The nest is built, the kids are out – what could it be for?
Speaking of kids… There are two!
Sidenote: Last year (2022) I started doing my daily baby hawk observations by vehicle. It’s just a few blocks to the area but Mama hawk clued in to the fact it was me on my bike in 2021 and wasn’t happy about it. Therefore, to lessen the chance of stressing everyone out, I started taking a little drive and parking near enough to the young ones that I could still watch them and get some photos. Just in the last few days however, Mama has apparently discovered that it’s me in the vehicle. No disguises left for me!
No photos today.
This camera will have the Sigma 150-600mm lens attached full time. The T2i will still be used for other photo ops.
Oh hey baby hawk, can you pose for me please? Unfortunately I had to leave right after getting the shots because Mama Hawk came over to give me a warning.
Early in the day, I walked out of our yard to see if anyone was around. I was standing on the edge of the greenspace when out of nowhere, Mama comes flying at me. FYI – never turn your back on a hawk. I stood my ground and waved my arms as she flew over. About 20 minutes later, I’m now armed with my camera on the tripod in about the same spot. A few minutes later she flew at me again. I really tried to get some shots but I lost focus as she got closer. That was enough of her for me today.
Sidenote: It was one of the hottest days of the year today at 34°C.
“2023 marks at least 20 years of Mama hawk”
Every year we have friendly wagers on how many babies we think there will be in that particular season. This year I was confident there would be two. Others suggested there wouldn’t be any babies at all.
Speaking of blue jays, there’s a blue jay outside your window right now and they’re trying to tell you something. Did you know that blue jays can mimic the sounds of other birds? So much so that our local jays have tricked us into thinking there is a hawk close by. Well imagine that. There is in fact a hawk nearby. If you just look out your second story window at the top of that tree across the street, you will see the baby hawk.
Not sure I’ve run so fast to get the camera. The young one was there at least 15 minutes. The odd magpie swooped close. I could hear one of the parents somewhere close. For a split second, I was distracted and missed baby flying away. These are the most elusive shots for me – a flying hawk. Oh sure, I’ve taken a good number of shots of these hawks flying. But they are rarely focused and/or in frame, most of the time because I’m not using a tripod. And that lens is heavy. One day…
After everything calmed down again, I had a look outside and there was Papa flying over. Managed a few not-so-great handheld shots. Really gotta try and get a good shot of his leg band.
I can’t say for certain what transpired today. Did Mama hawk kill the magpie and bring it to baby for breakfast? Was baby eating and maybe dropped it? I wonder about this last bit because the dead magpie was not far from the pole where I saw baby. Or… did Mama just kill it for the sake of killing it? I think this is unlikely.
You know, before this month, I didn’t even know hawks ate bigger birds like magpies. Yes, I know, I saw her take one away last year, but I really thought that was a one-off. Two weeks ago she killed another. Is there a shortage of gophers?
Once again our blue jay was making the call, telling all who could hear that there were hawks in the vicinity. I posted a video on my Mastodon timeline if you want to hear that. It was easy to spot mama hawk. She talks a lot and she unexpectedly flew in my general direction from a tree across the street.
Turns out, the direction she was coming from was where at least one of her babies were, way up in a pine. Mama flew up to the top of the same tree she was in yesterday and she squawked and squawked for about 20 minutes. I did manage to get a few shots of the young one, and Mama too of course.
Sidenote: Last year (2022) I started doing my daily baby hawk observations by vehicle. It’s just a few blocks to the area but Mama hawk clued in to the fact it was me on my bike in 2021 and wasn’t happy about it. Therefore, to lessen the chance of stressing everyone out, I started taking a little drive and parking near enough to the young ones that I could still watch them and get some photos. Just in the last few days however, Mama has apparently discovered that it’s me in the vehicle. No disguises left for me!
I saw one of the juveniles on a power pole just down the alley, talking away. What a great opportunity for a photoshoot from a different window. Just a few moments later, one of them (unsure if it was the same one) came even closer and perched on a light standard. Oh, look at that! Yet another window that I had to scramble to get the screen off of so I could get some shots.
Speaking of shots… The burst mode on the Canon 90D is pretty fast so it’s possible to capture action shots like oh, I don’t know, a bird pooping.
But maybe the best part of today’s photo shoot is that neither parent was around. Just baby hanging out and doing their thing.
There was one moment this afternoon that I heard a baby from a distance. When I looked up, there was a baby flying homeward but really struggling against the wind and calling out a bit.
No photos today.
It can be tricky locating the birds initially, especially when their calls are coming from all directions and there’s a mix of baby and Mama/Papa hawk calls. Binoculars are super handy obviously. Once located, I will set up my camera for a potential few minutes of photo ops.
I see 2 juveniles on the same branch, right beside each other – one is eating, the other one eventually leaves. I also see Mama at the top of a tree close to those babies. She finally flies away. Magpies are very interested in what baby hawk is eating.
There seems to be something funny going on… A baby was eating in one tree, another baby was at the top of another tree, and one more baby on a light standard eating… All of the pictures I took were within the same minute according to the file info. A little while later, I watched 4 hawks flying overhead (could not get pics of all 4)… while one baby was on a pole having lunch. Is there an additional family member? Are there actually 3 in the brood this year? Or is one of them from last year? So many questions!
My new Canon 90D has slo-motion, 4K video and remote camera operation using the Canon Connect app. The slow motion is super smooth @ 120fps, 1920×1080 (thanks to the blue jays for that experiment!).
The 4K video is chef’s kiss – thanks to the baby hawk across the street for the live action shots.
No photos today.
“I see you!”
No photos today.
Later this evening however, we did see Mama on one of the lights in her usual area. And then saw someone else fly a little south of us but I was unable to identify them for sure, maybe Papa?
No photos today.
I got about halfway down this secondary “highway” when I noticed Mama on a pole. Oh good, maybe the babies are around too. I kept driving until almost the very end of the alley and… there was a baby! They were sitting on the railing along the pathway. They were facing away from me and I was still a fair distance from them but I took pictures anyway.
Then I noticed someone out for a run on the path – heading in baby’s direction. Oh, this’ll be a good opportunity to get an in-flight shot because surely baby will fly off before that person gets too close… right? Wrong!
I watched through the camera as the person ran by, looking at the baby as they passed (I have blurred the person in the photo for privacy reasons). Baby didn’t budge. What the heck? Not a minute later I saw someone riding their bike in the same direction. Oh, baby will fly away this time, right? Nope! The biker passed the hawk, looking back as if to confirm what they had just seen at eye level.
Nothing seemed to phase baby and Mama didn’t seem too concerned either. A moment later, baby stretched, pooped and flew off… and I have another hawk story to tell.
A NOTE ABOUT THIS TIMELINE PROJECT:
I’ve been working this for about a month now. In between life and home responsibilities and the need to get out and see Nature and recording that experience in one way or another, it has taken a long time to get to this point. It has been a real eye opener as to how much I’ve learned about these birds over the years and the utmost respect I have for them and all of Mother Earth’s creatures.
Turns out that it was a good day to go hawk-watching.
I noticed Mama first. At the top of a pole, cleaning her feathers. She looked a little rough around the edges because of the rain.
Then I saw the babies – one each on their own poles a few poles down from Mama. Yes, this is how we communicate about where we spot the hawks, something like… “Go north at the park by the green garage at the wire fence by the raspberry bush and look for the double-T pole on the hill side west of the rock formation”.
Due to the smoke in the air today, it was difficult to get crisp and clear shots.
Any day now could be the last day I see our local Swainson’s hawk family in the neighbourhood. I’m happy (and relieved!) to report that our local Buteos are still here today, albeit just a wee bit farther south (a few blocks) of their normal area. Not the greatest shots on the first outing but the important thing is that I got to see a least one baby.
A couple hours later I decided to go for a walk up Nose Hill as I had been seeing a few of our fine feathered friends flying around up there. So glad I did.
I was pretty sure I saw Papa flying around and now I can confirm it with some photos – leg band and all. And no, I haven’t yet got that golden photo of that leg band just yet.
While I was up there, I saw another bird flying around. Initially thought it must be Papa… but what is that white on his butt? Never saw that before. Turns out, it was a Northern Harrier. From all the photos I took of this one, it seems it is probably a juvenile due to the colouring of its breast. Though from above, could be a female. By the way, I use the Merlin Bird ID app. A lot. It’s a great resource for bird identification from photos and sound!
On my way down the hill I heard the distinct cry of the baby hawk. Sure enough, there they were, on the same light as before. But this time I have a better vantage point on the hill side and the light is in my favour, hooray! Another photo shoot. But now I’m wondering… where is the other baby? It is possible they are flying around or on a tree or post elsewhere. But I am curious now…
Today when I stepped outside, I heard a baby hawk a bit of a distance away. And here comes to play the other important aspect of bird watching – actually seeing the bird. It didn’t take long before I spotted this little one on a light pole. It must have been feeding time because just then, there was another hawk (fairly certain it was Papa) and the baby flew away.
I had a I-can’t-see-the-bird experience with an unfamiliar bird in our yard the last few days. Every time I brought the camera out, it decided to fly off. Well, today I was finally able to get a decent enough shot – it was a Dark-eyed Junco (possible Pink-sided Junco).
And so ends this year’s timeline instalment of Project Hawk. But wait, there’s (lots) more to come!
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Project Hawk is not a scientific journal. However, I am fully aware that once the birds have left the nest, they aren’t “babies” anymore – they would more accurately be called fledglings & juveniles. I use baby/babies/young ones/littles/juveniles interchangeably throughout Project Hawk when referring to the offspring of Mama & Papa Swainson’s hawks