|He was staring right at me. After my run in with the hawk it was a little intimidating.|
I was so inspired that I climbed in the care, almost like I was possessed, I had to get out to Jasper Park, in Jasper, Oregon. The road had been closed for months, it was my first chance, I just had to go.
The big tree across the river caught my eye. There was something odd about it, You can see in the second picture there was a blob there. I almost went into a panic trying to figure out what it was and get closer, out of the question, I had no boat and I am a lousy swimmer. So I pulled out the camera, knowing it would be to far to get any good shots, but I had to see. I looked through the lens and there he was in all his majesty. The pictures are very low quality,I apologize, a bridge camera just doesn't have the power. I watched him for hours and kept taking pictures knowing all the while they wouldn't be viable, just had too! Finally he took off, Oh what a sight, he was huge, he flew over the middle of the river, screamed, then flew off. I spent the next hour or so wandering around the park and photographing other interesting things. When I came back he was there again, I was mesmerized.
I don't know why Bald Eagles do this to me, maybe because of there rarity when I was young, they were endangered then. Maybe because until the last few years the only place I saw them was at Grand Tetons National Park and Yellowstone with my dad. I don't know but they fascinate me....