Eagles

There were lots of eagles everywhere we went. We saw hundreds, maybe even a thousand eagles on our trip. I spent time watching them and studying their movements. They tolerate humans up to a certain point and then fly away. In the Tseax River in New Aiyansh, the eagles would fly through the narrow, tree-lined canyon. If they saw me, they would turn around and fly the other way. It was hard to creep up on them; they saw me first. When I reached a certain distance, they flew away. One day, I put on my boots and waders but instead of fishing, I photographed eagles. I waded into the river and stayed low in the shadows below leaves and branches. I left enough open space to focus my lens when the eagle came in view and waited. I had a lot of misses, but I got some good photos. I tried again another day, but the conditions had changed. When we were in Kincolith, I watched where eagles liked to perch and what time of day the sun could lighten the subject. It took three days, but I finally saw an eagle perched on top of the eagle totem pole with the light shining on it.

Eagle perched on a branch on Tseax River.

Eagle perched on a branch on Tseax River.

Eagle flying through canyon on Tseax River.

Eagle flying through canyon on Tseax River.

Eagle on eagle totem pole in Kincolith.

Eagle on eagle totem pole in Kincolith.

Eagle soaring in front of mountains.

Eagle soaring in front of mountains.

Two young eagles playing. Their color is more mottled than full adults.

Two young eagles playing. Their color is more mottled than full adults.

Eagle flying overhead.

Eagle flying overhead.

Eagle in front of mountain surveying the landscape.

Eagle in front of mountain surveying the landscape.

Author waiting to photograph eagles.

Author waiting to photograph eagles.

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