We we driving down the Kenai on the Seward, and somewhere between Turnagain Arm and Portage, I spied an eagle; it was sooooooooo far away, it looked like pinhead perched on a tree; stopped and got out my camera, put on the long lens and started snapping; it still looked like a pinhead; at that moment the skies opened and a torrential rain fell; the rest of my party raced to cover in the car; begging me to get on board! I couldn't stop snapping. I was hooked, couldn't pull myself away.
Little did we know, when we rounded the next curve, the trees were littered with hundreds of eagles. Of course, we stopped, got out and stood under them as they jockeyed for position on the branches to roost. I'll never forget it. The sqawking, the power of their wings, the carrying on!
