Special thanks to all the daring folks who attended yesterday's eagle program at Ijams. The walk afterwards at Seven Islands Wildlife Refuge was dampened by cold wind and a driving off-and-on drizzle. While we were on our outing, dreary winter seemed to slip back into the valley. Like a playground bully, surly, gray clouds moved in from the southwest. Hot chocolate and a warm fire were needed by day's end.
No eagle presented itself, but the eaglers managed to see numerous vultures, a red-tailed hawk, American kestrel and several lovely barns.
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Today, while towing the two-seat glider over Williams Golf Course, flew by one mature bald eagle who was soaring under the clouds. It was about 2:30 p.m.
Bob.
I am pea green with envy. Soaring with the eagles.
Wow.
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