DelSc
Silver Member
One spring I was walking at the edge of the woods by my house around dusk. I spotted a red tailed hawk high up in a pine tree. I later walked out into the open near a bird feeder, and felt a whoosh of air behind my head, and heard what sounded like something flying away. By the time I turned to look it was gone.
I thought I was losing it, or imagined it, so I continued to walk, but then felt/heard it again. I kept walking but prepared myself so that I could turn quickly if I heard anything. Sure enough the third time I saw the hawk dive bombing me, then flying back up into a different tree. He went back and forth between trees dive bombing me five or six times total (never touching me) as I walked back to the house.
Later that week I saw a few smaller birds teaming up and harassing a hawk. Not sure if it was the same hawk, but they would take turns flying at him and sort of nip at him. It was an interesting display of nature.
I thought I was losing it, or imagined it, so I continued to walk, but then felt/heard it again. I kept walking but prepared myself so that I could turn quickly if I heard anything. Sure enough the third time I saw the hawk dive bombing me, then flying back up into a different tree. He went back and forth between trees dive bombing me five or six times total (never touching me) as I walked back to the house.
Later that week I saw a few smaller birds teaming up and harassing a hawk. Not sure if it was the same hawk, but they would take turns flying at him and sort of nip at him. It was an interesting display of nature.