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I have been known to sit for hours watching birds of prey. To me there is nothing more regal. One of my favorite places to go back in the old country was an disused limestone quarry. Feral pigeons used to roost there and a pair of peregrine falcons would come in to hunt there. Watching those two turn and twist at over a hundred miles an hour was just awesome to watch.
A guy I used to work with was a falconer and if I hadn't moved here, he was going to train me to get my falconer's license. Over there, you train with an owl and then move to a hawk or falcon when you have qualified.

If I am ever reincarnated I want to be an Eagle. I love to see Birds of Pray sore over the hill here riding the wind currents, working the thermals , watching the ground for movement, I love to watch them.

There is a Local group doing similar work to help injured birds of pray recover. They are in Youngwood Pa, just a few miles from me. They have a large screened in area where the birds can try to learn to fly again, its pretty nice what they are doing.