My second day in Astoria Park started out slow on a hot sunny afternoon. The eyasses were asleep and I couldn't find the parents. I took a walk around the park, and when I returned to the track, the mother was on a lighting fixture.
Soon the father arrived and landed briefly on a light fixture on the opposite side of the track. He soon left and went at least ten blocks south.
The mother stayed on the light fixture.
I tried to track the adult male, but lost him and returned to the nest.
I found the eyasses alone, but unlike before they were active.
They try a few wing flaps before falling over.
The mother returns.
Note the foot on the end of that chunk of meat.
This piece is a little too big.
The mother moves it around and tears of chunks for the eyasses. At one point both eyasses fight over the same piece.
Soon the eyasses settle down and within minutes are back to sleep, and I return to Manhattan.