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.

New Year’s Eve Day

On New Year’s Eve Day, I started hawk watching on the east side. 

Either Pale Male or Lola was atop the “Oreo Building”.  A Cooper’s Hawk moved from east to west through the Ramble, too quickly for me to get a picture.
Walking through the Locust Grove, I saw the park’s only Red Squirrel.
I walked up to 100th Street without seeing any Raptors.  I ran into Robert, and we walked back to towards 86th Street to see if our “new” adult was going to roost.  On the way there, we saw this hawk perched on a building in the low 90’s.
It moved down to tree level, and made a number of loops slowly moving north.  It stopped a few times and we could clearly see that it was an adult by its red tail.
It moved down to tree level, and made a number of loops slowly moving north.  It stopped a few times and we could clearly see that it was an adult by its red tail.

I continued to 86th Street.

Our 86th Street winter visitor had already settled down for the night.
It will be interesting to see if this hawk finds a mate and stays in the spring or moves on once the weather warms up.

Christmas Eve Mystery

On Christmas Eve, we had a mystery.

Around 4:00, Pale Male and Lola are on the Beresford’s southeast tower.
At 4:10, I found this adult Red-tail on a building at 86th and Central Park West.
The bird moves south a few buildings.
Landing on a building at 83rd or 84th.
After a brief stop the hawk flies north, making a number of cries.
I lose sight of the bird, but it looked to be going into the park around 86th.  So, I walked north of the transverse, and two dog walkers pointed to this bird perching in this tree just inside the north 86th Street entrance to the park.
I thought it was Lola, but she slept on the Beresford according to Lincoln Karim.  So, who is this mystery bird? Is it the same hawk I had on the rooftops?  Or the bird that elicited the cries from the rooftop Red-tail?
The Red-tail was in the tree way after dark.  This was a 3 second exposure taken at 5:15 p.m.

Christmas Bird Count

Central Park had its 107th Annual Christmas Bird Count on Sunday.  (To accommodate various greater New York locations, the counts are held on various days before and after Christmas.)

The Count is a census which records the number of each species found in the entire park.  There are seven
teams, splitting up the park into sections, Northwest, Northeast, Reservoir, Great
Lawn, Ramble, Southwest and Southeast.  The teams all start at the South Pump House, split up to do
their section’s and then meet back at the Arsenal for lunch and the tally.

The mix of birders included all skill levels, from beginners to experts.   So, if you don’t think you’re qualified for the event, don’t worry.  Join in next year, everyone is welcome.

Marie Winn giving a portion of the Ramble team its instructions.
Our first raptor was this Cooper’s Hawk.  It keep our initial numbers down at the feeders in the Ramble, which was free of birds as long as the Cooper’s Hawk was about. 
(Most of my pictures I took were of the raptors we found.  This, however, is not representative of our day.  My photographs of the day clearly reflect my fascination with raptors, not the full range of birds we saw!)
Our second raptor was a Red-tailed Hawk by the area along the Lake called the Oven.
House Finch
Two Mute Swans
This is the same Red-tailed Hawk as seen earlier.  It looks to be Pale Male, but I can’t be certain.  The morning was cold and this bird had puffed up to stay warm making it harder to make an I.D.
Downy Woodpecker
Sleepy Raccoon
Red-tailed Hawk passing overhead.
Red-tailed Hawk just outside the park on a water tower.
One last look before going to lunch.
Lunch before the tally.
New York City Park’s Commissioner, Adrian Benepe.
After the count, I went out to look for hawks in the Great Lawn area.  I found this juvenile Red-tailed Hawk in a tree inside the Diana Ross playground at 81st and Central Park West. 
After about twenty minutes the hawk moved about 20 feet east before moving from tree to tree about 100 feet north.
Then the hawk took off and was chased by an adult hawk up to the top of the Great Lawn.
When I caught up to them, the juvenile hawk was nowhere to be found, but Pale Male was there with a pose that said, “Youngster, this is my territory.”

A December Sunday in Central Park

I entered the park at 103rd and Central Park West.

The Pool and the Loch were quiet, but there was noise to the south, so I went to the north edge of the North Meadow.  Two adult hawks appeared.  One went north out of sight and the other circled overhead.
This hawk may be the St. John the Divine female, but I can’t be certain.  It flew south down to about 90th.
The hawk moved from tree to tree, not settling in for more than ten minutes per branch.
Blue Jays were making it difficult to find peace and quiet.  The hawk looked to be hunting rodents along the west park wall, so I left to avoid interfering.
I walked along the Reservoir, through the Pinetum, and down the Locust Grove.  In the Locust there were a number of squirrels making alarm calls.  Fifty feet away in a tree on the Great Lawn was the cause, Pale Male.
He had been in the same tree for most of the afternoon.
Before moving to another tree that had the last bit of sunlight.
Lola was in her usual spot on the Beresford.