I was walking along the beach at Seafield watching the shore birds when the noise of a few thousand Starling went up behind me.
I quickly looked round, Id missed the kill that this juvenile Male Sparrowhawk had made. It landed on the grass of a dune to assess the kill and then floated over the dune out of sight
An untidy looking bird and Id say a meal well needed if he gets to keep it.
I picked up this Sparrowhawk as it sounded up calls from a pair of Choughs I was watching, she was landing on posts hunting birds as I followed
A Hawk overpowering its prey is one of natures spectacles, and trying following a Hawk may end up with the possibility of seeing a Kill.
Its a crazy noisy moment as a Starling is selected . The screeches as it is caught in the Talons, the panic of other birds. the Sparrowhawk does its best to over power and pin the bird to the ground, dragging and twisting and smothering the noise with its wings , all while keeping its face away from the Starlings pointed Bill. As the Starling dies it is then taken away to a quiet area to be plucked and eaten and that when we say goodbye.
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| Hunting along the posts |
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| A quiet spot to eat |
