A family of three Osprey could be seen in the trees behind the railroad tracks almost every evening. One afternoon, I was able to get extremely close to one perching Osprey.
What a beauty he is! Check out the size of his talons, too.
In a fir tree a bit above the Ospreys you could usually count on a Great Blue Heron by afternoon. This bird seemed to rest every afternoon and hunt at dusk, which was a popular strategy in that cove.
There a few mixed heron rookeries close by this location, but this bird was always seen alone.
Maybe his offspring had already 'flown the nest', and he was enjoying the solitude and freedom.