Riverside Park – So Far, So Good
Tonight, I was thrilled to watch the mother accept food that had been placed out for her around the nest. Her accepting this food makes easier for her to be a single mom.
Tonight, I was thrilled to watch the mother accept food that had been placed out for her around the nest. Her accepting this food makes easier for her to be a single mom.
Inwood Hill Park, at the upper tip of Manhattan has a great nest which is high up a Tulip Tree just south of the soccer fields. It must be the most hidden of all the known nests in the city. Three hours of watching yielded two small glimpses of an eyass. There are probably more than one little one on the nest, but I’ll have to wait until they’re bigger to count them.
Both Robert and James have had reports on their blogs about signs of the St. John the Divine nest hatching, earlier this week. Once I hear a report like this of a nest hatching, I have to travel to see what’s up.
The nest is behind the shoulder’s of St. Andrew and is very deep. Every year it seems to get deeper, too. This makes it hard to see the young eyasses. We can see the feeding, and we can see the slices (poops), but we can’t see the young birds. On Saturday, I positively knew they had hatched but couldn’t see them. Once they get bigger, we’ll be able to see them and count how many there are. But not now…
The bare spot on the mother’s chest is her brood patch. You almost never see it, but the wind was “just right”.
Tonight was fairly quiet. Once the kids hatch, we’ll see lots of prey brought to the nest and there will be alot more action. I can’t wait.
(It should be noted that it is not uncommon for newly built nests to fail. It’s a small chance but it does exist.)
I’ve gotten a few letters about how excited individuals were about the Washington Square Hawks. I think it’s important to say that until we see how these hawks do in Washington Square, we should have limited expectations about how things will turn out.
In general, 70% of all birds die in their first year of life. It’s a hard fact of nature. Birds have a high mortality rate. Most birders learn this their first or second year of birding. For me, it came when I was watching a mallard and her ducklings. I was photographing the ducklings and an elderly birder came up to me and said “Don’t get too attached to them, there will be one less ever few days.” She was right. Mallards start with a large number of ducklings, maybe a dozen and as much as they try, they slowly get taken by turtles or other birds.
Since that day, I start with low expectations when watching a nest. It makes birding easier.
Whenever we have a new nest I do my own estimates about the conditions of the nest location and the parents. I ask:
At Washington Square, two issues worry me.
So, my guess is we have a below average environment for these hawks. If one or two make it until the end of the summer, we should be happy.
There were at least two active eyasses on the nest today. (At this stage, they’re too small to know if it’s two or three.) If you go watch them, be aware that you can only see them from the ridge by the highway at this stage. All I can say is they’re more fun to watch than Easter Bunnies!