Fledglings
A few days ago, we got word that the baby Great Horned Owls we have been watching have fledged their nest, and have been spotted around Honeymoon Island, so we headed down to see if we could spot them Sunday evening. When we got there, we walked ever so slowly down Osprey Trail, looking up in the tree tops for any sign of them. This was going to be tough, for it is hard enough to find the parents, let alone the babies who are about half their size, so we had our work cut out.
We made our way to their nest, and no sign of them, but for a brief moment we heard their call. We searched everywhere up and down the trails, and saw nothing. We walked around the other trails to see if we could spot them for a couple of hours, and since this was harder then we had hoped, we decided to go down to the beach since it was low tide to catch some shots of the wading birds that come in to feed at low tide.
There was a lot of activity along the shores, and saw a Reddish Egret, several Terns, Black Skimmers and numerous other wading birds sifting through the exposed sand picking out tiny crustaceans in the sand. We stayed for some time, as we waded in the water looking ourselves for sea creatures, and found Lighting Welks, Crown Conchs, baby fish and even found several egg cases just waiting to reveal their baby Lighting Welks.
It was getting late, and since the entire day was overcast and we had very little light, we decided to give it one last try as we made our way back to see if we could spot the baby Owls. As we made our way almost to the beginning of the trails, we found them. Way up in the top of a Slash Pine sat one of the little babies, looking down at us. What a sight. This was the same baby we first spotted a couple of months ago when it peaked it's head over his nest and looked like a little white fuzzy Weeble-Wobble, and now here he is out in the world.
As we watched the baby, we saw momma Owl over a few trees. She took flight, and disappeared into the thicker canopy of pines. After a few minutes, something we never expected happened. Daddy Owl whom we haven't seen in quite sometime flew right over our heads, and had a kill in his talons. He landed a few trees over from the babies, and started calling for them. They talked back and forth, and daddy was encouraging one of the babies to fly to him to feed on his baby Egret he had killed.
The baby finally got enough courage to take flight, and we watched as he flew to his daddy, and while he isn't as good as his parents yet, he did pretty good, and it was unreal to witness this take place right in front of us. Daddy Owl ripped up the meal, and ever so gently feed his baby, and it was real tough to take photos at this point, for we just couldn't believe what we were witnessing. It was a strong display of love and affection, and unbelievable to watch as the parents teach the youngsters how to fly through the trees.
Needless to say, this by far was the most exciting day we have had, and something we soon won't forget.
(Click on the thumbnails for a larger photo)
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