My Saturday afternoon at Riverside had me finding one of the youngsters on a softball backstop, then had the youngster soaring high over the park, the mother returning to eat on the same backstop, and finally the mother on a streetlamp.

Finding all of the family in on visit is getting increasingly difficult as the juveniles are more independent. 

Later this fall, we should expect the juveniles to take off to live their live’s independent of their parents.  It’s one of the anti-climatic things about hawk watching.  There’s no goodbye party when the kids decide to leave home, they just disappear.