I’ve photographed dozens of bald eagles, but every time I see one, it is a new thrill for me. Maybe if I moved to Alaska I’d see them everyday and get bored with them, but being on the East Coast, the thrill is there.
During the Vermont Fall Foliage Workshop, we were shooting at a pond and I noticed a big bird flying on the other side. I then saw the white on the head and knew what it was. There aren’t many bald eagles in New England but a fisherman I was chatting with said there was a pair at the pond all summer. I then saw the other one looking like a speck in a tree in the distance.
The eagle was out on a joy ride, circling and soaring overhead for what seemed to be 10 minutes. My neck got stiff from looking up but it was real fun. It didn’t make for the best photo, but it still puts a smile on my face.