If fish diving were an Olympic event, I think this Osprey diving off the south tip of Gooseberry Friday would get straight tens. Having watched them off and on for years, I knew they went in feet first – and I knew they dove head first – what I didn’t know was they jack-knifed just before entering the water – look at those talons!
Another beautiful June morning on Gooseberry, though wildlife seemed scarce. We did get serenaded by this little sparrow, however.
And I think we all get bored with seeing robins – we shouldn’t – they look especially nice in the morning sun.
And after that we watched the osprey above – and a companion – hovering high above the water. But as Don commented. watching this guy go in was “worth the price of admission.” This entire sequence covers a bit less than two seconds! (As always, click any picture for a larger version.)
Yeah that’s right – no fish! One fall I watched a young osprey dive two dozen times in about an hour as I paddled down the Westport River in a kayak – and he came up empty each time. I don’t know how often the adults miss, but being a predator isn’t as easy as it may seem. A lot just don’t make it through their first year, but those who do go on incredible voyages – sometimes to South America and back.
If you want to get up close and personal with the ospreys – including some individuals from Westport, check out the pages of Prof. Richard Bierregaard. He tags these birds with radio transmitters and tracks their paths year round and has an incredible series of maps on his pages showing just where they go – on a typical day, or throughout the year. You can also sign up for his email list on that page which keeps you up to date without being a pain.
Meanwhile, we watched this pair pausing to “make” – hovering once they appear to have spotted a target – and diving several times.
And yes, one went home with breakfast!
Meanwhile, we watched this unusual little craft make its way into Buzzzard’s Bay. Looked to me to be about 20-feet long and seemed to have borrowed its mast and sails from other, smaller boats – though the cabin with the big windows reminded me of a Fred Shell design I saw many years ago – the Great Blue Heron. In fact, Bren and I sailed in one on Lake Champlain, I believe, with Fred. I bought a couple of Fred’s boats – one in kit form. But while this looks something like one, I don’t think it is.