Told you there would be a lot of Blogs but don’t worry this is the penultimate and it’s White-tailed Eagle again. When I put my Blogs together, I sometimes group the images in a certain way (all one species together for example) however these images are shown in the order they were taken.
Adult birds calling to each other and probably to the juveniles
in the nest.
Most of the time they were too far away for any decent
images but they did on occasions, come close.
The previous two images are of the Eagle going on what
turned out to be a hunting trip as not long after it flew off it came back carrying
what looks like a gosling.
The local Buzzard did not like the Eagles flying over
its territory and every time they came close the Buzzard would try and chase them
off. The Eagles of course did not take a blind bit of notice and did it regularly.
This is one of those encounters.
After these encounters the Eagles would fly back to
their favourite tree and just sit.
We were parked not far from Loch Don waiting for a Hen
Harrier to put in an appearance when this Eagle landed nearby. A second flew
over coming from the same direction as the first. Loch Don is not far from
where we were staying, I wondered at the time could these be the same Eagles
that we could see from the cottage.
One of the adults was sitting in its tree sunning
itself when this happened
A juvenile, the first time I had seen one, flew in to take
over the adults favourite branch.
It just sat
there surveying the world around it.
However, the adult had flown off to hunt. It came back
with another gosling.
Friday and our penultimate day on Mull and one of the
Eagles decided to fly right over my head. It’s as if it knew that we were leaving
and decided to put on one last show and I’m pleased it did.
Some lovely photos of those eagles, Ron, especially the encounter with the buzzard. On my shot of the eagle with the goose in its grip, I can read the ring number on its leg. I made an enquiry to the RSPB office for Mull and found out it was ringed near the golf club in 2008! 14 years old and male. No name given but we could call it George if you like? :-)
ReplyDeleteCheers Barry. I could read the same number on one of my shots and I was going to get onto the bird ringers from I think it is Scots nature or something like that but I never got round to it. George seems to be a canny name for it so we will go for that :-)
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