Monday mornings display of perfect aerodynamics.

http://www.dogwork.com/owfo8/

Now get back to work.



Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 02/27/2012 10:21AM by alkun.

owls are so cool..

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Jay Woodward
Snohomish, WA
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That is just too cool, I's calling Natasha to see it NOW.

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John Vanlandingham
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that is awesome.

I saved a barred owl a few years back, he'd been hit and was just standing on the side of the road in driving rain. He didn't put up the slightest fuss when I picked him up. They are by no means waterproof and he was soaked, I toweled him off, put im in a box in the garage with one of those electric dehumidifiers under it, and next morning he was looking like he was gonna make it. He was movin around but one eye was still shut. Docile as can be. Most any wild animal woulda been freaking the hell out but this was one cool character. We got him to a wildlife hospital and they told me later he had no permanent damage and that they sucessfully released him. What amazed me was how he acted. Knew he was in trouble, knew we were trying to help, I know they're very smart but I'm almost willing to think they have some manner of telepathy.

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Jay Woodward
Snohomish, WA
'90 Mazdog Frankenprotege
Chronologically, 46...

Neato.

I saw a baby owl just after dusk on my way to a party. Sittin in the middle of the road, on the yellow line. I turned around and pointed my lights at it so people could see. As i got out, i watched some fucktard swerve purposely and run it over. Looked like it may have been a baby Barred.

Related - I first saw this on a pilot forum from I the farmer if I recall.

This came from a gent who runs a 2000 acre corn farm up around Barron,

WI, not far from Oshkosh. He used to fly F-4Es and F-16s for the Guard

and participated in the first Gulf War.

His Story:

I went out to plant corn for a bit to finish a field before tomorrow

morning and witnessed The Great Battle. A golden eagle – big, with about

a six foot wingspan – flew right in front of the tractor. It was being

chased by three crows that were continually dive bombing it and pecking

at it. The crows do this because the eagles rob their nests when they

find them.

At any rate, the eagle banked hard right in one evasive maneuver, then

landed in the field about 100 feet from the tractor. This eagle stood

about 3 feet tall. The crows all landed too, and took up positions

around the eagle at 120 degrees apart, but kept their distance at about

20 feet from the big bird. The eagle would take a couple steps towards

one of the crows and they’d hop backwards and forward to keep their

distance. Then the reinforcement showed up.

I happened to spot the eagle’s wingman hurtling down out of the sky at what

appeared to be approximately Mach 1.5. Just before impact the eagle on

the ground took flight, (obviously a coordinated tactic; probably

pre-briefed) and the three crows which were watching the grounded eagle,

also took flight thinking they were going to get in some more pecking on

the big bird.

The first crow being targeted by the diving eagle never stood a

snowball’s chance in hell. There was a mid-air explosion of black

feathers and that crow was done. The diving eagle then banked hard left

in what had to be a 9G climbing turn, using the energy it had

accumulated in the dive, and hit crow #2 less than two seconds later.

Another crow dead.

The grounded eagle, which was now airborne and had an altitude advantage

on the remaining crow, which was streaking eastward in full burner, made

a short dive then banked hard right when the escaping crow tried to

evade the hit. It didn’t work – crow #3 bit the dust at about 20 feet AGL.

This aerial battle was better than any air show I’ve been to, including

the war birds show at Oshkosh. The two eagles ripped the crows apart and

ate them on the ground, and as I got closer and closer working my way

across the field, I passed within 20 feet of one of them as it ate its

catch. It stopped and looked at me as I went by and you could see in the

look of that bird that it knew who’s Boss Of The Sky. What a beautiful bird!

I loved it. Not only did they kill their enemy, they ate them. One of

the best Fighter Pilot stories I’ve seen in a long time.

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In the long run reality always wins.

cool story

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what could go wrong?

Very cool. I remember one time heading upstate NY to a town called Hancock rt 17 was pretty slowed down in a spot that usually has no reason for traffic. As I got up to it it was a Golden Eagle in a swarm of these odd looking birds, had to be about 5 or so. As I got closer it turned out to be some kind of owl. This Eagle had no wingman as far as I could tell, and I couldnt hang around too long as I didnt want to be another rubbernecker, so I dont know how it turned out. Still pretty interesting, a national geographic moment

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Enablers, All of you.