After fly out Flaco made two stops before crossing the transverse. He arrived at the lawn he’s been hunting in to find two folks who had ignored the park employees requests to leave. So, we perched in a tree and waited for them to leave. He hunted a few times, but we didn’t see him catch anything.

Around midnight he finally went to the ground, then a low perch before flying off to a fence near a bridle path. But then he just few back to a tree he usually goes to eat.