by Carl Strang
This year the snow was too deep in mid-February for me to cover Mayslake Forest Preserve thoroughly in a search for the great horned owl pair’s nest. As far as I could tell there was no nest on the preserve, at least in places where I could go with my skis.
Last Wednesday evening, as I left a photography class I am taking at Mayslake, I was pleasantly surprised to hear the distinctive, grating-yelping contact call of a fledgling great horned owl. I approached the sound, and eventually realized there were two youngsters.
The next day I searched the vicinity, and found one of them.
One of the adults snoozed in another willow nearby.
This is a portion of the preserve where my ability to move on the skis was limited by dense shrubbery. Next year I will begin the search in this area, hoping that the nest platform, whatever it was, will be good for another season.