Avian juveniles learning to fly enter a critical stage as ability to fly quickly decides how they can survive, avoid foes, and withstand the elements.
For these juvy goshawks, at this stage they are still too young to fledge because it's obvious that they have not acquired any hunting skill, let alone instinct, so they flexed about close by.
Both siblings looked like they were learning now what wings were for ...
... the younger one attempting to set off ....
It sure ain't easy trying to balance, so that's what wings were for too, as it tried to stay perched!
But looked like it ain't got it, yet ....
So wiser to return to the stability of the nest.
Until this one entered the scene to say 'Watch me'....
But first, some warming up?!
And then ...
Ehhh, not yet ....
Now, a better pose ....
Oops, something's still not quite right ....
Rewind, rewind, now watch again, and remember if you don't first succeed, go, go, go again.
And by the way, that's why I'm the older sibling!
Ahhh, now let's take a break ....
Did the sky look different from up there?
And this was how you returned ....
I humbly conceded to your prowess.
And a week later, now approximately 5 weeks old, they donned even more gorgeous rich colours of the youth of a goshawk.
However the female parent was still never far away.
Passing time the way any juvenile did - checking its surrounding, preening, alert to any sound and movement.
It looked like there's always food in the nest for the taking.
The younger sibling was sighted higher up on another branch, but gave the impression that it might have flown a little too high and have yet to garner enough courage to return to base, as it had remained at the same spot for more than 2 hours now, and was still there even as I left.
And so let's hope both of you continue to make good here in the taman until it's time to truly leave and take to the open sky, and what's left of open green spaces in the city!
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