Bird Watching: Osprey season 2011. The nest is a busy place., 1 by MargaretK

MargaretK wrote:
From way down on the embankment, I took a shot of the eucalypt that Dad is spending his time in. He's actually in the tree, but impossible to pick out.

Now, here's a first. I was up on the other side of this tree, the wind was blowing a gale and Dad was sitting across and above me. Big Hook flew in next to him and I was showered with a stack of leaves that she'd ripped off as she passed her mate. I frequently check the font of my lens to make sure it hasn't gather dust and it had all this white stuff on it. I'll guarantee I'm the only person you know, who has had an osprey poop on their lens. I always carry a lens cleaning cloth and tackled it whilst it was "fresh". It was tenacious, but I eventually cleaned the visible poop off, but my lens now smells of osprey.

Kim, when the Willie Wagtails are really harassing them, they may turn and open their beaks and yell, but no, no aggression.