Patch: An Urban Red-tailed Hawk (2 of 4)
(Check out Part 1 here)
The city can be a tough place to make a living but San Francisco offers raptors a number of parks, small and large, for them to thrive in. But the parks have edges, hard edges, and the hawks have to handle the transitions. Above, Patch the Red-tailed Hawk perches on the urban version of a snag. I can’t quite imagine what the wilderness version of an electrical transformer would be.
Are contractors the urban equivalent of woodpeckers? At any rate, she didn’t seem disturbed at all. I was always surprised by the strange intersections between this wild raptor and the trappings of humankind. She understood the threat of large ravens, and yet would fly three feet off the ground through intersections. Sometimes her instinctual assumptions were dangerously wrong and yet she survived.
Here Patch sits on a bench watching a pocket gopher tidy up the front of its burrow. You can get a sense of the hawk’s scale by imagining yourself seated beside her.
Navigating traffic is another challenge of city living for hawks and people. Patch was often focused on her prey to the possible detriment of her safety but quick reflexes and the ability to fly got her out of tricky situations.
Another strange encounter. Here she is carrying a squirming gopher over the heads of park-goers who actually notice the spectacle. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve seen people walk under a tree branch with a Red-tailed Hawk two feet over their heads and not notice a thing. It always made me wonder how many close encounters I’d missed.
A lot of nature photographers try to exclude human made elements but I think the porta potty kind of makes the photo.
Patch didn’t just deal with people and cars. Ever present Brewer’s Blackbirds and Common Ravens interrupted her mellow park-side life by mobbing her whenever she got too close for comfort.
On this occasion, she successfully snatched up a gopher too close to the blackbird nesting colony and got escorted away with the prey still firmly in her grasp. The blackbirds had good reason to be cautious. I’ve seen her dive into their nesting area and emerge with a fledgling. The resulting chase had the blackbirds diving headlong into her tail in a failed attempt to get her to release her prey.
More on her hunting techniques and some documented cases of her cacheing food in Part 3 on Friday December 2nd.