Eagles- It's Over...

[Nanci]

The egg is gone/crushed/something. The parent on the nest is acting weird, but hasn't really figured out what happened yet, so still sits there. I'm glad they don't "feel" like we all do.

Nanci

[DrBee]

Thanks for letting us know Nanci. That's so sad.

[Jones]

I am so bummed. I loved watching those eagles. Do you think they mourn? Now I have to go notify friends and family.
Jones

[Nanci]

I'm glad I got to see it happen live. The mom was very restless, kept getting up and down. They added a lot of grass to the nest today. The dad came, stood around, then they both flew off. Then dad came back and sat down, then got up really quickly. The egg was squished or flat or something- then he just sat back down and didn't move.

I don't think they mourn. I think he's thinking, there used to be an egg here, I've spent the last 45 days sitting on it, even though it is apparently not here any more, I'd better sit for a while.

It's like my pigeon Milly- after nothing happens, for a while, he just goes back to life as usual.

Nanci

[maillotpois]

Wow - that's sad. Circle of life... Or in this case, the arc.

[caligurl]

awwwwwwwwwwww i thought i was seeing things.. or rather NOT seeing things when they switched and the egg didn't appear to be there....

they are still sitting...

i'm so sad................

[Popoki_Nui]

yeah...I'm sad about this too....I was really hoping to watch the joy of new life emerging. Such beautiful creatures....
On a brighter note, apparently the same company is going to install another webcam here on Vancouver Island, in another eagle's nest where chicks have just been successfully born. This was on the local news this morning. Keep watching that same website!
~Sherry.

[bikerchick68]

I'm sad too... whatever the birds don't feel, I think we're making up for...

[Brandi]

Oh my gosh what happend to the eagles egg's. I didn't have my comp for like three weeks and realized i hadn't gone to the site in a while when I saw this thread! What happend I am sad and don't know why?

[Nanci]

Brandi, apparently the eggs weren't fertile, and apparently collapsed after they were overdue to hatch. The parents are older- maybe that has something to do with it. They hatched two babies last year, but neither survived the first week. I was so looking forward to seeing the babies grow up.

Here's a story a guy on the eagle forum wrote: (kleenex alert!!)

Sound Guy
Joined: 11 Apr 2006
Posts: 1390
Location: Calgary Canada
Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 9:18 am Post subject:

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Some Thoughts .... About "US"


Somewhere in the near future, a young couple and their pre-school daughter will visit Hornby Island.

On their stroll toward a tall growth of Douglas Firs, the father points and says, “That’s where we met. It was the spring of 2006. There were millions of us here, from all over the world.”

With a quizzical look his daughter asks, “Where, by those trees?”

The couple and their daughter come to the edge of the fir stand, and the father points again, “There it is,that’s the tree where we all met, that funny looking one with no top.” With a more puzzled look than ever his daughter says, “How could millions of people meet in a tree?” The father, now shouting with excitement, “and there’s the nest, see that little clump on the top branches? That’s it .. there it is, the eagles nest where we met!” The five year old looks at her mother and asks, “Is daddy telling another fairy tale mommy?”

It wasn’t a fairy tale, we were there. We saw it, and we lived it.

We were total strangers, known only by funny sounding names like “Nufdawg” , “Squink” and “Hotflash.” The one’s we could put an imaginary face to, were David Hancock, Richard Pitt, and David Carrick.
We were brought together as a family. We laughed together, shared together, we agonized together and we cried together. And yet, we never met face to face.

As the couple and their child walk away, the father takes a final glance. The nest looks a shambles. Dead twigs hanging, some caught like spears in the branch below. At the edge of the nest, what appears to be
a growth of deep green moss. One side of the tree has turned a rust colour.

If you close your eyes you can see it. The little blue patch in the corner. The funny face at the end of that snapped off branch. And the white, yellow and mahogany brown of the eagles. Feathers that look like an acrylic painting. And if you listen closely, high above the trees in the mist of Hornby Island, the distant echo’s of the soft melodic whistling of two American Bald Eagles. Maybe the progeny of two elderly eagles who allowed us to share their most intimate moments. Next spring, they’ll perform their beautiful tumbling mid-air courtship ballet. And maybe, they’ll come back to the Hornby Island nest. To repair, and rebuild.

And start all over again.



May, 2006. Hornby Island. Eagle Time: Forever

[Brandi]

awwwwwwwww!