Bird Strike Force

The hawks were started around 5:00 when the grackles starting moving in.  They worked in tandem, following the groups of grackles and making them very nervous.  I would shine the flashlight in the trees and the grackles would leave in a whoosh of wings.  The two hawks pressured and followed the groups of grackles like a dogfight.   This is what falconers love to watch.  The grackles twisted and turned with the hawks following close behind.   Then, the grackles became much fewer in number.   Security told me that they flew to Key Biscayne.   I will listen in the morning.  BTW:  The oldest hawk came right in when she was done flying.  The male still chased until it became dark and decided to roost.  I will have another early pre-dawn day retrieving him.