Not many people even know where West Warren is. Because I grew up in Ogden, I had actually been there a time or two. Really, you just take 12th Street from Ogden and go west until you arrive at Little Mountain and can't go any further. This is about where the Ogden River finds its way to the Great Salt Lake. It's fenced farmland the whole way, mostly range land really, for cattle and horses. Lots of flat fields. There is a wildlife management area out there and I tried to find it, but I found the approach was snow-covered dirt roads. I knew better than to try to tackle that with my Altima. I contented myself with staying on 12th Street, and I wasn't disappointed.
I was sure to see Bald Eagles - which I did. My best photo though, turned out to be this young one in a tree near the road. I thought at first it was a Golden Eagle, but examining my photos later the ID was unmistakable.
Here is a Red-Tailed Hawk that was kind enough to pose right by the road. You can tell how rural the West Warren area is by the old wooden telephone poles. I saw two or three Red-Tailed this day.