Cooper’s Hawk, Red-Tailed Hawk and American Woodcock

I started my Saturday afternoon in Central Park in the SE corner.

I walked north and found this juvenile Cooper’s Hawk among a group of crows below the Zoo.  I ended up being able to follow the juvenile, as it traveled north all the way up to the Oven, where I lost track of the hawk.
When I got to the Model Boat Pond, I could see Lola enjoying the warmth from the vent of a chimney on a building at 79th and Fifth Avenue.
The Cooper’s hawk landed in a tree directly above the hawk bench.
Cold? Just fluff up your down coat.
The Cooper’s Hawk led me to the oven, where there were two American Woodcocks along the small stream that flows into the Lake.  It was one of the few areas in the park that had some unfrozen ground.
In the fall, it’s rare to see an American Woodcock moving about.  You usually see them sitting still or flying when flushed by dogs.  In the cold weather and the snow, we had an unusual treat of seeing them feeding.  They stick their long beaks into the mud looking for food.
Lola was still on the vent, as I left the park.  The Boathouse cafe is closed for remodeling, so there was no hot chocolate to extend my stay!

Squab Tartar

I got to the park mid-afternoon on Saturday, to find a quiet park due to the sub-freezing temperatures.  I ran into Lincoln Karim at the edge of the Model Boat Pond.  He had Lola in his sights atop the “Oreo” building at 79th Street.  A man came up to us and said, “You might be interested in the huge bird just east of the boat house.”

The huge bird, was Pale Male who was already eating a pigeon.
After awhile, he took off for a tree across the drive, over the Boathouse.
Eventually, he made his way slightly northeast to a tree along the east drive.   He called Lola, who landed across in a tree on the west side of the drive.
Lola sat for awhile, despite his calling before making her way to the leftovers.
She had waited until Pale Male had moved away from the carcass before she moved.
Lola enjoyed her meal.
Pale Male didn’t wait very long after handing off the food to fly away.  He settled into a tree just west of the Alice in Wonderland sculpture.

Like Clockwork on 86th

On Sunday, our 86th Street hawk made an appearance in the small meadow near where she sleeps around 4:15.  She moved from tree to tree, perched on a building at 89th and Central Park West, and then went back into the trees as usual.  It was too cold to stick around to see where she roosted for the evening.

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