Just got back from my falcon fledge shift at the Clinical Sciences Building, where I joined Bev, Peter and two other devoted falcon watchers. The male chick on the lower part of the white structure is safe. He would prefer to be back in the nestbox, but cannot figure out how to do so, especially with so many bars in his way. He is o.k., and of course the parents know where he is, but he did not get fed at the 8:30 p.m. feeding, so he is not a happy camper. He is not starving, though, and we believe the adults are trying to get him out and and about. We will see how things go with him tomorrow. We all left about 9:00 p.m. Mountain Daylight Time as it looked like the parents were tucking in for the night, after dad finished his meal on a near-by building. Bev will be out there again first thing tomorrow, and I will be there again tomorrow night. I believe we have a pretty good group together of falcon watchers, so if anything should go amiss, we will be there.
I am sure Bev will report later when she gets home - she had a long day now there.
That's all for now, folks.