6/29, Fledgling vs Kestrel

Robin calls provided an alert that there was a raptor perched along Morningside Drive adjacent to the hospital. I quickly spotted a male kestrel, as he was zipping around the treetops.

But were the robins complaining about the kestrel or was he in league with the robins? Ah-ha, a red-tail hiding amongst the leaves.

It was the fledgling. He bailed out of the scene almost immediately, with the kestrel chasing him down the drive. Ten minutes later I found him perched in plain sight, atop the cathedral Baptistry cross.

Look closer.

He stayed there for 15 minutes or so, free from harassment by robins, kestrels, etc., but then flew up to one of the mini-gables along the side of the cathedral nave.

All quiet here too, but another 20 minutes later, time for some excitement. The fledgling took off across the street, flushing the posse of pigeons perched atop the hospital.

But he didn't perch in one of the usual spots above the emergency room. A few minutes later later I got a glimpse of him hopping around the rooftops of the Scrymser Pavilion, back at the other end of the hospital. And even without that glimpse, I would have known he was up there because the kestrels (yep, two of them) were klee-ing away and making strafing dives, a mocking bird was calling alarms, etc.

6/28, After the Rain

After a rain shower, you can often find hawks perched in plain sight somewhere high where there's a good breeze. Monday was a good example of that.

I hadn't even crossed Amsterdam Ave. when I looked up to find that Isolde and Norman were perched high above the hospital emergency room.

With their feathers fluffed out, it was much harder than usual to distinguish between them based on the belly band. But based on size and behavior, I think that's Isolde at left and Norman at right. Norman took off a couple times and chased pigeons around the hospital roof before coming back to perch alongside his sweetie. But 25 or 30 minutes later, he took off again and didn't return.

Meanwhile, across the street, the fledgling was perched on the cathedral roof on the high turret above Sts. Jude and Simon.

It looked like he had a full crop, but even so, at one point he spent about 5 minutes doing something that looked like pecking at a carcass for a late snack.

He may have gotten a bit bored sitting where he could watch his parents as later on he hopped around the crenellations until he was on the opposite side of the turret.

There he took a lot of vocal and occasional physical harassment from a mockingbird. (The parents on the other hand had to deal with a kestrel.)

The light was bad and the air sticky, so I took off for the evening before Isolde and the fledgling did so.

6/25, Piteous Whining

The cathedral red-tailed hawk fledgling absolutely could not be found Wednesday and Thursday, but Friday it only took a few minutes.

I first spotted a hawk perched on a gabled eave above the statue of St. Matthew, just on the southerly side of the apse. Initially I thought it was the fledge but in retrospect realized it was papa Norman. By the time I walked all the way around to the Biblical Garden where the view would be better, the hawk was no longer there. But perched right below that spot was the fledgling.

He was whining and begging like a steam engine whistle.

There was a blue jay calling nearby, too. Was there an adult hawk in the area?

While I contemplated that thought, the baby hawk flew over one turret to the right, disappearing behind the crenellations above the statue of St. Peter. (See this pic to see which statue is which.)

Oh, and hey, look who's perched just 10 or 15 feet up: papa Norman.

Norman took off within a minute, but the fledgling soon re-appeared.

The fledge stayed in that spot for a bit, regularly calling for attention.

I had to vacate the area as the cathedral staff closed the south-side close for the evening. Once I had walked all the way back around to Morningside Drive, there was some kerfluffle overhead. Apparently Norman had been perched on the cross atop St. Savior chapel; he took off to the west. The fledge followed, flying back over to another set of turret crenellations, this time above the statue of St. Thomas.

More begging for love and attention (or in a word, food), but no luck. He'd been at it for a half hour now.

After another 10 minutes, try moving back around the turrets to St. Andrew and the nest site. See if maybe a parent is somewhere on the other side of the cathedral.

Nope, no one here either.

Hmmm, hop down and check what's on the mini-gargoyle.

Nothing edible, I guess. Hop back up. Curse at the robin or mockingbird who just made a strafing run. Stare daggers at the little beggar, perched over there by St. Peter. Fly over there and scare him.

And then in the 5 seconds it took me to walk down the sidewalk to a better vantage point, the fledge disappeared. Nowhere in sight and... it's very quiet. Either he found food tucked away in a hidden spot or else he's flown off somewhere out of earshot.

6/21, Playing Hard to Get

The cathedral red-tail fledgling could not be found for over an hour Monday evening. Just as I had given up and was trudging west on 113th St., I looked up to discover that he was perched on Gabriel's head.

Seconds later he was in the air and scaring the bejabbers out of the pigeons on the roof of St. Luke's hospital. He perched briefly high above the emergency room, then took off again to somewhere out of sight.

Pigeon activity suggested he might have remained somewhere atop the hospital complex. However, that might also have been caused by what looked to be a kestrel who circled over the area a few times.

6/20, Solstice Sunday

It took a half hour Sunday evening to find the cathedral red-tailed hawk fledgling. I made the mistake of looking around Morningside Park and listening for the complaints of small birds. Instead he was perched on a cathedral turret, directly above the nest.

He seemed content to watch the day go by. He had a nice spot, shade from the sun and a decent breeze to cut down on the heat, too high for the robins to care and tucked close to the cathedral roof where kestrels and magpies would probably not notice him.

But after twenty minutes he got a little anxious, stood up...

... and flew perhaps 30-40 feet over to the next turret, the one protecting the statue of St. Matthew.

Here his activity was a little more varied. The usual looking around, some preening, some scratching, and hmmm, some checking out of whatever is hidden behind the turret crenellations.

So 15 minutes later when he disappeared as I looked away for just a second, I figured he hopped down behind the crenellations. Perhaps some leftover food was back there?

And a minute or two later, back up he came, but with a pretty big hunk of something to eat. He dug in.

And ate and ate. Occasionally came up for air.

But back down for another bite or three.

And came time for me to go eat my own Sunday dinner.

As I passed the west end of the cathedral, there was one last raptor sighting. A kestrel circled around the unfinished tower once or twice and then flew off high over 111th St.

6/18, Into the Park

On Friday evening, robins were once again helpful in helping find the cathedral red-tailed hawk fledgling. Within minutes of reaching the area, I found him perched on a chimney at the Cathedral School. He pretty much stayed in that spot for the next 45 minutes, watching the skies.

Later I discovered I wasn't the only one watching him.

Close to 8:00, the fledge may have started thinking about a roosting spot. First he dived out over Morningside Park and flew across the softball field, landing in the trees above the entrance at Manhattan Ave. and 110th St. Robins in that area were no less annoyed. A few minutes later he turned around and flew back to the trees on the west side of the park.

Again with an assist from the robins, I found him in a tree on the little hilltop at the top of the long flight of stairs near 113th St. A mockingbird and what sounded like a red-winged blackbird were also upset.

Despite the din, it looked like the fledgling stuck it out and held onto that spot for his nighttime roost.

6/16, Up a Tree

The cathedral red-tail fledgling finally descended from the heights and acted a bit more like one expects of a young hawk.

I was first clued to his presence by a small amount of robin alarms along Morningside Drive at the east end of the cathedral. It was another few minutes before I spotted him, and then only because he was fluttering about the treetops.

Yes, the treetops. First time I or anyone I know has seen him actually in a tree.

The robin alarms seemed to increase and the fledge flew back across the street to another treetop, then to the roof of the Cathedral School, and on to the roof of St. Martin chapel. After being out of sight for a few minutes, he returned and landed in the top of a tree just inside the Morningside Park wall.

Now the robins were really angry. Three of the beggars started making strafing runs at the young red-tail and the din of robin alarms was incessant.

But the fledge took it. He shifted perches a few times, but he stayed within five feet of the same spot for the next full hour. Incessant noise, getting smacked by robin attacks, you name it. Several times I thought about leaving because the noise was so irritating, but the fledge sat it all out.

As I exited at about official sunset (the sun had been gone for an hour due to the overcast), I found one of the red-tail parents was perched atop of the cathedral on the platform between the crossing and the apse.

6/15, Back and Forth

Tuesday evening it took much less time to find the cathedral red-tail fledgling than on Monday, 20 minutes rather than an hour. But just like Monday, he showed up atop the arch on the north side of the cathedral crossing. The only difference was that a mockingbird was chastising him rather than a robin.

Fifteen minutes later he got bored with that spot and flew across the street to somewhere atop or beyond the Minturn Pavilion at St. Luke's hospital.

Only to come flying back a minute later chasing a pigeon. Right concept, but the execution needs a lot of work.

He landed on the crenellations about the statue of St. Matthew. There be blended in so throughly with the stone work in the evening shade that he would have been tough to spot without seeing the landing.

He settled in for a while, looking around.

And down, perhaps checking out some of the birds who were chirping alarms.

And or course some preening.

After 20 or 30 minutes, perhaps time to think about a roosting spot.

Well, no. He only flew across the street to the roof of the Plant Pavilion.

He shifted to a chimney top, but the hospital mockingbird wasn't going to give him any peace, and he took off and out of sight.

As I made my exit, I checked the hidie-hole where the fledgling had been spotted going to roost on Monday. I caught him just as he was settling in. Thereafter he was only visible if one walked over to Amsterdam Ave. and got out some glass. Look closely...

You might need to view that big.

6/13, After the Rain

Sunday evening, after the rain had stopped, found all three of the cathedral red-tail family out drying and preening their feathers. The fledgling had made it all the way to the top of the cathedral and was perched on Gabriel's head. Mom and Dad were several hundred yards away atop the Towers on the Park.

6/11, Busy Evening

I arrived at the cathedral just before 7:00 Friday evening to find all three members of the red-tail family hanging about near each other on the ledges and crenellations above the Baptistry. Dinner had just been served. The fledgling had a full crop and another hawkwatcher indicated that mama Isolde was just polishing off her own meal. Then the fledge worked over the carcass for a few more bits.

But very quickly there was some action. Both parents took to the air and made some attacks on the pigeons atop the hospital across the street. Mama Isolde then came back to the cathedral for a bit, first perching on a crenellation.

Then flew over the Baptistry...

To the ledge atop the transept buttress where the fledgling was still hanging about.

Then she headed back over to the hospital. The fledge watched her closely.

Then he shifted about the top of the buttress ledge, which is large enough that it might be worth a short flight to get from one side to the other.

Then he flew over to a small ledge between the Baptistry and Ansgar chapel.

Isolde was still doing something atop the hospital roof. We tried to figure out what she was up to, and ended up losing track of both her and the fledgling, who snuck off for parts unknown.

Twenty minute slater, I was about to call it an evening and was headed for the sandwich shop when another hawkwatcher called for my attention. She had spotted Isolde perched above the West Front of the cathedral.

Catching some sunset rays.

And she'd also spotted the fledgling back over at the hospital, perched on the roof of the Travers Pavilion, on the 114th St. side of the building.

Isolde stayed where she was until just before 8:00 before taking off again. She headed northwest across 113th St. with a kestrel closely following.

6/8, On the Hospital Roof

Survivor spent most of Tuesday evening on the roof of St. Luke's hospital, near the emergency room entrance. There was some hopping about but also a lot of preening.

Mama Isolde was watching over the scene, apparently dealing with the neighborhood kestrels. She soon took off but returned perhaps 15 minutes later. She and the fledgling ended up perched about 20-30 feet apart and facing each other. They stayed in those spots for quite some time.

Eventually the fledgling got active again, making his way back up to the very top of the roof.

But it was getting late and not long after, he flew across the street to the nave of the cathedral. After hopping about just a bit more, he landed on one of the tallest fanciest finials.

And there he stayed.