Predators of the Wetlands
A primordial soup filled with twisting limbs and rotting carcasses, a mosquito-infested swampland more likened to the time of the dinosaurs than modern-day Kitchener and only a few minutes away from my home. What could be more inviting! The carcasses that I am referring to are of course the rotting tree trunks that still stand in the waterlogged ground, compelled to reach skyward until their demise. The Wetlands are far from dead though, they are brimming with life, which attracts me and also predators. Hawks are suited to open woodland, and in the morning that I decided to go to the Wetlands, I was lucky enough to have two to choose from. These large predators are energy conscious. Why waste energy needlessly. All you need to do is watch from a high enough vantage point and wait. Wait for the right moment, then swoop down on your unsuspecting target. Red-tailed hawks can see colours as we do, but their vision is much sharper than ours and they have the added advantage of perceivi...