I visited Hawk Mountain this morning. Since it was raining hard I decided to not climb the mountain but to just stay in the visitor center. A woman and her daughter brought in some birds, including a huge european eagle owl they called Big Mama. These things are all feathers. I stuck my finger into her head quite a long way before reaching her little skull. The lady described how they can kill and eat small deer.
There were two other owls, one of which was small and had to be kept away from Big Mama to avoid its becoming lunch. There was also a raven, which had a lot of fun playing with paper napkins. The 12-year-old daughter, shown here, is named Talon and is able to make bird sounds.
There was a chart showing that on one day fifteen bald eagles were seen here. They also spot golden eagles, ospreys, and a lot of hawks.
