As I was mentally preparing for a lazy Sunday full of lounging and naps, I received a text message from my friend Gene early this morning informing the bald eagles were at our usual haunt. I sent him a text back that I would head in his direction, and instructed him to tell the eagles to wait for me. That requested was denied by our feathered friends, but in the end, it turned out pretty good.
I picked Gene up and we headed to our spot, and, shockingly, the eagles were not present. Gene and I opted to hang around for a bit. We waited, and waited, and then waited some more. I exaggerate really, because we waited maybe an hour. We were discussing whether or not to give up when Gene spied a large shadow in front of my truck. We hoped out and sure enough, our magnificent friend graced us with his presence.
Both Gene and I got some shots, but this one is by far my favorite. Enjoy. I hope to have framed prints available soon.
