It started with a little lost peregrine, stuck at the bottom of a cliff on Lake Mead.
He was too young to fly back to safety-- luckily a trained wildlife biologist was near.
The rescue.
Joe checking the wings; little Cobbler wasn't hurt, just too young to make it back up the cliff.
What a stud! (Those little white feathers are the last of his down.)
I cannot think of a better job-- this morning I held a peregrine, holy cow!
Little Cobbie, back on the cliff safe and sound.
His dad, who observed the entire transaction from a few feet away. The adults are a lot less calm, and a lot more likely to bite.
2 comments:
Way cool, and yes, you have a great job... wait, who's the stud, Joe or the young falcon cause I can't tell....... :-)
That's amazing! I'm totally jealous of your job.
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