Know a falconer?
I was camped out on federal land in 1975. It was near the saguaro national forest. A beautiful hawk landed atop a 40 ft saguaro cactus it had leather strip things on its legs. We watched in awe for 10 minutes when a guy pulls up gets out and yells “don’t shoot my hawk.....please”. As no one had guns out it was just a concerned falconer who assumed the worst. We had a few words with the guy. Nice guy. Eventually he put his arm out and the bird dropped down off the cactus and on his arm. Way cool.