Kent Eaglet

As I traversed the Green River Trail over the last couple of weeks, I heard over and over about the Eagles down in Kent.  I finally made it to that point and was not disappointed.

Not only did I find the Eagles but this is my 400th Crows of Arroyos posts.  This blog adventure started in November 2010.  What a long journey it has been.  Thank you to everyone’s kind words and support

Yesterday, when I first walked up to the trail entrance, I knew this was the place.  There was a gentleman with a camera on a tripod.  He was very helpful and pointed out where the nest was.

Kent Eagle Nest - Girl Eaglet is still inside
Kent Eagle Nest – Girl Eaglet is still inside

Later when I came back from walking the trail a bit, I got this good shot of the nest.  In hindsight if he had not been there I might have found it just by the poop trail running down the foliage.

Kent Eagle Nest Tree - See white poop on lower left side?
Kent Eagle Nest Tree – See white poop on lower left side?

The first time I saw the boy eagle was when my tutor said “incoming”.  There he was landing on the right side of the nest tree.  Not long after one of his parents came flying in. Then a lot of eagle talk started to happen.  My tutor again told me that most of the sound was from the girl eagle still deep inside the nest.  She had not fledged yet and the parents were giving the pair some tough love.  The shots I got of him at this point were kind of fuzzy and he was shielded by leaves too.   I think the high power equipment of my fellow watcher intimated me and plus I had left my tripod at home.

So, I went down the trail to get back to where I had left off to the north. Back on my quest to walk the trail from end to end.  When I returned, I saw the gentleman tutor leaving.  I was able to sit down on a bench and compose myself to get the photos you see here.  The boy had moved closer to the nest and I had a steady hand.

Kent Boy Eaglet waiting for lunch
Kent Boy Eaglet awaiting lunch
Eagle Nest and male eaglet
Eagle Nest and male eaglet

Then it was my turn to educate others.  As I sat on the bench, a golfer behind the fence that separated the trail from the course shouted out “hey Birdwatcher Lady”. He wanted to know where the nest was. This eagle nest is an urban legend in Kent as I had already found out weeks ago. I happily went over to the fence and pointed it out.  Then lent my binoculars for them to see it better.

I got one more shot of the nest with my high power Nikon and then a photographers nightmare happened.   My batteries died.  They had gone from half charge to no charge in moments.

Hope you enjoy this view of nature at it’s best for our American Icon.


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