Francis Heatherley

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Francis Heatherley The Peregrine Falcon at the Eyrie… (1913)

Just as I am despairing, about 9 p.m., of anything further taking place, I hear a great flapping of wings and, looking out, find all the young in the eyrie gazing eagerly seawards, whimpering and flapping their wings. Then suddenly the whimpering grows louder, the wing-flapping more frantic, and for a moment I catch sight of the Falcon standing on B, holding a gory something in her beak, with two little red legs dangling from it—the headless trunk of a puffin.
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Francis Heatherley The Peregrine Falcon at the Eyrie… (1913)

When whimpering softly their cry is easily distinguished, but when loud is exactly like the adult's. At 1.40 p.m, the young will have been without food for exactly six hours. At 1.15 the Tiercel had been calling continuously for fifteen minutes, sometimes ten calls in a series, and always echoed by the young. If the Falcon is dead it will be interesting to see if the Tiercel does any hunting. At 1.20 I can hear a rock pipit flying about in alarm. I cannot hear the Tiercel's wings, but he may be hunting as he has stopped calling. At 1.30 p.m, he arrived with a whole unplucked puffin.
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Francis Heatherley The Peregrine Falcon at the Eyrie… (1913)

Brown and I sailed on May 27th to relieve Booth, and while he was helping Booth to remove his gear I searched the top of the island for castings. While doing this. Jim, our boatman, hailed me to draw my attention to the Falcon flying round, pursued by a greater black-backed gull. She flew quietly round in circles, while the gull barked at her and made vicious stoops, which she easily avoided; but there was a great difference in their speed; the gull was like a yacht easily overtaking a lumbering merchantman.
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