I had searched Washington Square Park for an hour and a half on Saturday the 27th but saw no Hawks. But a fellow Hawk-watcher had better luck and spotted Bobby later that afternoon and Sunday morning so that was good.
Another Hawk-watcher told me theysaw Bobby having a bath in one of Bobby’s favorite rain gutters outside the park while a fledgling drank water from a nearby gutter a few days ago.
When I got to the park today one of the fledglings was zipping about the trees, chasing squirrels.
Bobby had been in the same tree for hours already by a fellow Hawk-watcher’s account. He had moved about from branch to branch but was otherwise pretty relaxed:
The fledgling was still flying about:
At one point it saw something in the distance and zoomed right toward it, boldly flying close to people during its trajectory:
I think it might have been going after a squirrel on the tree trunk.
A Blue Jay flew to the fledgling and perched about it on different branches, ‘yelling’ loudly:
The fledgling watched it for a minute before climbing up the tree, getting closer to it:
Jay still on the branch:
Fledgling in a new tree (center of photo):
It chased a squirrel around a trunk for a few seconds:
But the squirrel gave it the slip. One of the regular guys who hangs out in the park was watching the action with me and said the squirrel escaped into a hole.
The man could have been right because the Hawk kept peeking into what could have been a hole on one side of the trunk:
Back to the squirrel hole, head upside down:
The fledgling then flew to an old, abandoned squirrel nest:
Picking a stem from the pile:
Bobby stirred:
Fledgling on the move again:
Bobby sat up:
The fledgling settled down to rest and Bobby flew out of the tree heading south. I looked for him with a friend but we didn’t find him.