As I was returning to Boise from my first scenic drive of the day I noticed a bird laying on the white line on the opposite side of the road. It’s head was just over the white line in the travel lane. I stopped my car and went back to see if it was dead or alive.
It had been laying down flat, like it was covering eggs in a nest. When I approached it it stood up, but remained exactly where it was on the white line. I found a long stick by the side of the road and went back to try nudging it away from the road surface, at which point it extended it’s wings to appear larger and more menacing, but it still stayed right where it was.
Meanwhile, there were two other hawks up on telephone poles screaming like crazy (to scare off predators, I suppose). At one point while I was trying the stick routine I noticed the shadow of one of those hawks circling overhead. I decided to back off so it didn’t swoop down and pluck my eyes out.
I stood by the road for a while so traffic approaching on the hawk’s side of the road would move towards the other lane, but shortly after I took these pictures a truck hauling a trailer couldn’t move over because of a vehicle coming the other way and struck the hawk.
I tried my best but I’m afraid it just was meant to be.