Not seeing the Brahminy Kite so often now,
and also trying to track the development of the sub-adult Brahminy Kite makes
me think that perhaps it is time that I should recall my ‘journey’ of sighting
of the parents, and now its young.
I
first saw the Kites in 2013.
Then I found the Kites' nest. It was then that I started to track the pair in the taman.
The highlight came when I chanced upon one of the Kites with its chicken prey.
Then only in late 2015 did I suspect that
there was a chick in the nest. This was when
the parents returned regularly to the nest, and one would always be on the
watch close by.
I could always hear one calling out
to the other most of the time when I was in the taman, morning or evening.
Till now, there had been no sighting of the
chick, not easy at all when the nest was way up high. Nevertheless, the thrill was in encountering the birds, whether as one or in pair.
Throughout this time, it was truly entertaining to watch the Kite’s antics especially when it was preening.
The Kite is truly a majestic looking bird
at whatever time you see it. The following images were taken in the early morning, and despite the lack of good light
the Kite's stature was so discernible.
Meanwhile the chick is still nowhere to be
seen and the parents had frequent needs to fend off aggressors particularly from the jungle crows.
And then came that fateful unforgettable
day. The event remains as fresh in my
mind today as the day it happened.
It was the morning of 4 April 2017 when I saw one of
the Kites hanging upside down for about 15 minutes, and foaming, before it was swept
off the branch by its mate straight down to the ground where it struggled to
get up, watched by the mate who had flown down.
After more than 20 minutes it finally died. I finally decided to
just bury it.
The bird seen before it died |
It was strange that I first saw the sub-adult
Brahminy Kite only after its parent died, i.e. the very next day. Nevertheless, it brought on a feeling of hope.
I had
the opportunity to observe it for about a month only. It was seen mainly playing by its nest, with its parent close by.
Then I stopped seeing it and spotted it finally, flying over the
park occasionally, but never did it return to its nest, probably because the
nest was raided by the Crested Goshawk.
The Crested Goshawk seemed to have taken over the nest.
When I saw the juvenile again, I thought it had found a new home but it looked like it was not to be.
Now, I am always happy to see it fly over the
taman, knowing it's well and around. I have seen it perch across the
stream that runs by the taman but it has not returned since to its old nest.
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