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There were 2 pairs of male and female harriers working this area around the tracks looking for a meal.
I took this one a while ago while we were resting atop a canyon. A storm was rolling by, the sun was setting... it was so peaceful and humbling.
The "Gray Ghost" on display inside the Research and Development hangar at the National Museum of the United States Air Force at Wright Patt AFB.
This lost out to the YF-22 Raptor design.
This male northern harrier (gray ghost) kept me company the whole afternoon while I watched the trains go by at Bay Point park. He would appear about every half hour to fly slowly up the abandoned railroad tracks looking for something to eat. His mate was on the other side of the tracks doing the same.
This male Northern Harrier was flying around a property I was watching, and he almost gave me a couple of good pix. But I have had not had much luck photographing the Gray Ghost, so I'm keeping them. Also, with this photo, the house is nice.
Gray Ghost coming in low over the trail, pivoting out towards the lake. The most amazing views of the low approach will have to be kept in my memory rather than my camera as they were quite the surprise (look up and whoa!)
APEX NC: Cody passed away six years ago last April. This is the first image of him that I have had the strength to post ANYWHERE. Cody, the apple of our eyes and lynchpin of our family, was with us for a bit longer than twelve years. It has been very tough without him and we miss him still.
Though appearing to everyone to be an esteemed member of royalty he was, in essence, a real hot dog. Cody acted as though the world revolved around him [it did] and he thought he was without peer [also true], but the truth was this, Cody was a natural-born clown and unintentional comedian.
Cody had a warm heart and a generous, people-oriented sixth sense. At the annual Shad Festival in NJ as we threaded our way through thousands of people we had to stop every 20 feet so females [two-legged variety] of every age could pet him, hug him, or tell him how handsome and charming he was.
I told Cody to disregard all of this fawning adulation but, of course, he did not listen. He believed every word these women, girls, and kids told him. After several hours of this my wife and I had had enuf and attempted to break from the crowd.
As we neared our car, Cody stopped and pulled us toward a girl sitting in a wheel chair. The girl, was in her early 20s, had serious physical and mental difficulties. She was restrained by chest, seat, and loose leg straps as well as a three-sided device to keep her head from bobbing. She had no expression and made only occasional utterances.
Cody guided us slowly to her side. He lowered his head on her lap very gently and the girl reacted with great joy. Her face beamed and emitted a HUGE smile as uncontrolled sounds of happiness flowed from her mouth.
As she had little control of her body her father guided her hand to stroke Cody's back. She grew quiet. And, she grew calm.
The girl's father embarrassed us with his deep gratitude. "I just want to thank you very, very much for bringing your dog to my daughter," he said.
"Uh, ya know, we didn't take Cody to your daughter. It is so crowded we could not have seen your daughter had we been looking. Cody spotted your daughter. He just wanted to say hello. He wanted to share his strength with her. He wanted to wish her well."
To this day I wonder if the girl's mother and father ever talk about that day at The Shad Festival on the Delaware River.
I wonder, too, if the girl remembers.
Another leased engine by CSX was the CITX #3080 SD40-2 a.k.a. The Gray Ghost. Seen here trailing 2nd on CSX Q418 through Yardley PA. Mile Post QA30.6 on the CSX Trenton Subdivision.
Photo Date: 9/1/15