Walking one early morning at Washburne beach, Jim noticed a bald eagle sitting in a tree a long ways down the beach. I shot at a distance and then more as I got closer. When I was just below the tree, I saw him move his bowels and knew he was about to fly. I got a bunch of shots as he flew off...in some his wings got cut off because he was too close for the focal length!

Walking one early morning at Washburne beach, Jim noticed a bald eagle sitting in a tree a long ways down the beach. I shot at a distance and then more as I got closer. When I was just below the tree, I saw him move his bowels and knew he was about to fly. I got a bunch of shots as he flew off...in some his wings got cut off because he was too close for the focal length!