What the? I slammed on the brakes and swerved onto the shoulder of the road. I had seen the oddest hawk on a wire. It had a huge eye and gray head. We watched it as it watched us. We couldn’t figure it out. Big eye, no huge eye, gray head, look at the crest blowing in the breeze, very mottled back, very long legs and was that 3 bands on the tail? Being on the west coast and out of my element, I wasn’t sure. It could be anything. I flipped open my ancient travel Petersen’s. It didn’t fit any of the descriptions. I looked back.
It had turned around. With the red chest it had to be a Red-shouldered Hawk. I have never seen one with a gray head before. The Red-shouldered Hawks at home, do not perch on wires, are more woodsy and I usually see and hear them flying high above the trees. He certainly had us going for a while.