I was at Blackie Spit today and there was lots of Raptor action. Cooper's Hawks, Northern Harriers, Bald Eagles and a Merlin that turned out to be a Peregrine. What I mean is that I thought I was watching a Merlin in flight but it turns out that it is definitely a Peregrine at its best.
I was walking north along the slough towards the no dogs aloud area. I noticed the crows going nuts and over at the dyke they were harassing an airborne Harrier. I also noticed a Merlin flying towards the Harrier. He actually took a dive at the harrier. Never seen that before. Aweful big Merlin. The Merlin then turned towards me and started to climb, he was right in the sun but I took a couple of shots anyways. Hey, that might be a Peregrine. All of a sudden he went into a dive right toward where I was. I knew early that the D80 wouldn't keep up, so I came of the viewfinder to get a good look. He dove right into the slough turning up just as he struck the head of a duck. He immediately turned up again and climbed. I've never seen anything even close to that speed. EVER!
The poor duck rolled on its back almost motionless in the water. Air bubbles coming from it's nostrils. I knew there was an eagle around so I looked to see if he might have seen the event. Nope, no eagle. I looked back at the duck and he was swimming around. He had regained consciousness and was ok. What I didn't know, until I got home, is that the Peregrine had taken part of his scalp and skull. It's doubtful he'll survive in the long run.
I didn't get the dive with my gear but I did get a few pics.
Peregrine before dive. Completely into the sun. I was a lucky birder today, but an unlucky photographer.


Duck after strike and less than a minute later when regaining consciousness.

