We were down the road and far from the hawk when I realized that my camera had been accidentally set on portrait - and not scenery, as I had intended - and the photos were not the quality I wanted them to be. I felt bad that I had missed an important chance at a rare bird.
Later that afternoon we went to our daughter and SIL's house to watch the Seahawks play the 49ers in a playoff game for a chance at the Super Bowl - of course when they won we claimed the victory was because we had seen this unusual bird.
On Super Bowl Sunday we decided to take a ride, and on the way to Birch Bay we thought we'd go past the spot where we had seen the hawk - and there he was - in a small tree this time - and my camera had the proper setting.
The coloring and feathers are much more distinct this time.
A magnificent bird, and what luck that we were there at the exactly right time - he flew away after we'd been there only 2 minutes - just a few minutes either way and we probably would have missed him.
And then later that afternoon we went to our daughter and SIL's for their annual Superbowl Party - and, well, you all know how the ballgame came out. Go Hawks!