The Eagles...Live In Cambridge-Narrows

I saw the eagle on the ice this afternoon. It was under the bridge, near the deer so I grabbed my camera and high-tailed it onto the bridge. Leaning over the railing, I saw no eagle. I looked and looked and looked but the eagle was gone. I then looked back toward my property and the eagle was grinning smuggly from one of my pines.

I did manage to get a few shots of the eagle earlier in the afternoon. This eagle is not the one I've been chasing all week. This one is probably a three year old and he/she hasn't got his/her full white head and tail.

Did you know that the word 'bald' means white in zoological terms? Of course you did.

He Who Soars With Eagles (?)

Do the words 'Šuŋgmánitu Tȟaŋka Ob'wačhi' mean anything to you?

Not likely. I had to look them up myself. They translate to 'dances with wolves' which probably sounds a lot more familiar. Ah yes, Kevin Costner and his multiple Academy Award-winning film. Kevin's character, Lieutenant Dunbar, was bestowed this name by his Sioux soul mates.

This got me thinking...(???)...what would my spiritual name be, if our First Nations community gave me one. Given my focus of late, I'd like to think that they'd call me 'He Who Soars With Eagles' for my photographic fascination with feathered flyers.

Maybe they'd cut the crap and call me 'He Who Stands On Bridge With Camera'?

What would they call you?

Bird's Eye View

I finally managed to get an image of the eagle at the deer carcass. It took me 4 days. Yes, it's a bit graphic, but so is sushi.

How do you get above an eagle? Those who know me are well aware of my ability to walk on water, but that doesn't mean I can fly. Here's the poop... I was standing on the Cambridge-Narrows bridge, about 15 metres above the ice, when I took this shot. The bridge affords a bird's eye view...how fitting.

The eagle didn't stick around once I arrived, leaving me just seconds to get the shot.