Rosie and Bobby were in fine form today palling around together around Washington Square Park.
Rosie at the nest ledge:
A fellow Hawk-watcher had seen Rosie leave the nest with food and take it to a low spot by the eastern side of the park. I looked for her but did not see where she might have gone.
An NYPD Helicopter circled low above the park several times:
The same fellow Hawk-watcher suggested the chopper may have been there because of today’sFive Boro Bike Tour(hence the extra security measure) which ran a block west of the park.
It was obnoxious though considering how early in the morning it circled over the beautifully quiet park with dog-watchers, tourists, and sun-worshippers about.
Helicopter behind Judson Memorial Church:
Bobby circling near where the chopper flew:
I went to look for Rosie again and saw her sitting on the southern corner of NYU’s Silver Center:
The Finches were back, flitting about near her:
Rosie left her perch and returned to the nest forty five minutes after I had spotted her on Silver:
I moved more toward the center of the park to get a good look at her in the nest.
Note the blood from her meal on her foot:
Bobby was then across the park on One Fifth Avenue:
He dropped to a low area at the northern side of the park:
Hawk poop on the sidewalk below the nest:
I’ve yet to see someone get hit with any.
I missed seeing Rosie leave the nest. My Hawk-watcher companion spotted a Hawk on a residential building a block south of the park. It turned out to be Rosie:
She flew from her building to the Judson Memorial Church cross after seven minutes:
Hello:
She hopped off after twenty two minutes:
She circled and got very high up at one point:
After circling some more she joined Bobby who had returned to One Fifth Avenue:
Rosie flew off her perch, disappeared when flying high up in the sky again, then joined Bobby at his perch after three minutes.
Rosie on the left:
Bobby left after a minute:
Rosie then left after four minutes:
She flew far east:
Bobby flew south behind Judson Memorial Church:
After waiting a minute to see what would happen next, Rosie reappeared and flew to the top of One Fifth Avenue:
Fifty minutes went by with no action. I then hurried to get closer to Rosie’s perch in the hopes of capturing the moment she flew off.
All of a sudden Bobby came in for a landing near her:
Oh no! He couldn’t stick the landing:
He immediately righted himself and kept flying:
He perched on a building north of One Fifth Avenue:
He relaxed and preened.
He flew off after half an hour:
I couldn’t see where went because of the buildings in the way.
I was shocked to see that Rosie was still on One Fifth! She had been sitting there for at least an hour and fifteen minutes.
I had been at the park for over four hours so I left. When I was southeast of the park I saw Bobby fly high over the street, on his way back to the park from the east. It was a pretty sweet cap to my visit.