Three-year old bald eagles and their mottled camouflage make trying to capture them with a camera difficult.
This one almost blends in with the water to the point of making my camera struggle with the focus.
She did get her fish and I got my shot.
Note the distinctive 3 year-old dark stripe through her eye.
Nothing makes a fall sky more Carolina blue than the flight of an eagle.
In this case it is a two year-old, going on 3 in January, bald eagle.
Note the symmetric waves of primary feathers beginning their molt journey – this is a two-year old sequence.
I could sense the strong wingbeats as this eagle came into sight working for altitude as he carried the huge fish up and over the riverbank.
now I would definitely call that a calculating look on the face of this 3 year old bald eagle
just what she is calculating is her secret…
At the age of two years, this young eagle has quite a regal outlook on life.
He almost totally ignored me even though I was only about 200 feet from him.
His demeanor glowed in the golden hour light this morning.
As is my wont after the eagle fledglings get out and about,
I stop by the Jordan Lake Eagle nest occasionally to check on the nest.
I always hope to catch a glimpse of the parents or maybe the fledglings.
On September 19, having just snapped a photo of the empty nest for my files, I heard a familiar eagle scream.
Kate came barreling across the cove heading straight for the nest.
She piled into the nest still screaming. I glimpsed a fledgling on a perch across the cove.
The immature eagle was quiet and watching the parent bird have a fit.
As quickly as Kate got to the nest, she bounced out again, flew across the cove, past the fledgling and was gone.
I don’t know what started the ruckus, but it sure was great seeing Kate and one of the fledglings.
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