On the way down the Hawk Owl was still giving warning calls as I passed so after getting to the car I returned with the camera. By 9am the light was already terrible and I can only lament not having the camera yesterday evening when the warm light was perfect. The bird didn't fly at me today but did sing. I didn't see or hear its mate or young but am sure they were breeding in a crack in the trunk of an old dead spruce.
Photos - lots of them - to come. Here's a taster