National Geographic : 1994 Jul
Article and photographs by MICHAEL S. QUINTON ALONE WITH THE NORTHERN Fledged at last! For ten weeks I've lived on intimate terms with a pair of goshawks as they incubated their eggs and brooded their young. Now one of those three chicks is perched, talons tight on a branch, working its wings, ready to fly. Day after day I've watched the female turn the eggs, change her posi tion, resettle to brood, try to get com fortable. I'm 35 feet up a tree in a small blind trying to do the same: It's wet; it's cold; I'm cramped; I'm still in the first season of my fieldwork. But through all this, I'm coming to know this largest of our native accipi ters, or hawks of forest habitat. Can the northern goshawk hold on as ever more western timber is logged? So far, there's no answer.