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The Mystery Of the Drooping Osprey Perch

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Broken perch (You can see the perch/arm drooping more clearly in the close-up photo, left)

7-9-13 broken perch close-upBack home in WePo after the long, glorious, perfect-sizzling-sunny-summer-beach-weather weekend in Paradise, aka Montauk.  Early-morning breakfast/exercise routine out there was the same for me every day:  Hop on my bike (actually, Matt’s bike; his is way better than mine and he was away in Iceland, fcol); ride across Napeague Meadow; cruise Cranberry Hole Road into Amagansett; glance over at chi-chi Mary’s Marvelous, where the line is

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The stately osprey

out the door; pedal past too-cool-for-school Jack’s Coffee, where the line is out the door, and then some; wind up at good old Luz’s Deli — no line :) — for my egg-and-cheese and iced coffee.  Excuse me: not every day.  One day I headed east, to Montauk, instead of west, to Amagansett.  Destination: Coffee Tauk.  Beautiful ride.  Literally blew into town, with the prevailing easterlies at my back.  (Knew instantly the ride home wouldn’t be pretty.)  Very nice bathroom, btw, at

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New digs, closer to East Hampton

C-Tauk.  Wound up at the same spot again late that night, for gelato.  One scoop chocolate, one scoop espresso.  De-lish.  Not crowded, either — and I’d like it to stay that way.  So let’s keep this entre nous.

But I digress.  What I really wanted to talk about was the osprey nest.

Nazca lines for space aliens in Middle-of-Nowhere, Peru

Nazca lines for space aliens in Middle-of-Nowhere, Peru

Every time I bike along Napeague Meadow Road, I check in on Momma Osprey, who’s watching over her brood from her perch atop the man-made pole.  But on this particular morning, the nest was gone.  And the perch was drooping.  I immediately came up with 5 possible explanations:

1.  The DOO (Dept. of Osprey) decided the nesting place was no longer safe, and dismantled the perchO-Road

2.  Momma Osprey took the thing down herself

3.  The Family Osprey felt it was time to upgrade to a more fashionable neighborhood, and relocated to a telephone pole 50 yards closer to East Hampton

Greg & Kelly at the Clam Bar:  Nothing to do with the story, but nice photo, no?

Greg & Kelly at the Clam Bar: Nothing to do with the story, but nice photo, no?

4.  The downed perch was intended as a signal to aliens — like the Nazca Lines in Peru

5.  It just broke

I haven’t discussed this conundrum with my family, for obvious reasons.  Carol would give me her look that says:  On the planet where you’re from, people really care about these things?  Greg, ditto — but worse.  Robby will not be reading past the first line of this post, once he realizes there’s no picture of Ricky.  And Matt?  Matt might actually care.  Might.  

Anyway, I care.  Deeply.  And I guess that’s what makes the Beagle Man the Beagle Man.

 

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