I was thinking I wasn’t going to see an eagle near the nest this morning because surely the very high river must be unfishable and the birds are likely elsewhere looking for sustenance. The morning was drippy and gray and hardly any birds of any kind were around except for a couple Ravens and a few Acorn Woodpeckers. When I was about to give up and go home, the unmistakable shape and bright white head and tail of a Bald Eagle appeared far across the river, cruising along at about nest level. I was surprised to see it fly right past the nest tree and land near the crown of another tree just a bit downstream.

She (I think it was the female) didn’t stay perched for long, and soon took off lunging feet first toward another branch in the same tree, breaking off a small dead limb, and then deftly wheeling back toward the nest to deliver the new decor.






She spent a couple minutes arranging it, a mysterious process involving trial and error that can get a bit contentious when both birds are working on it. When she was satisfied she stepped to the edge of the nest and flew off downstream. I never saw her again over the next hour I waited; neither did the mate appear.
It’s been almost a month since I visited the nest and saw both birds in the vicinity but no action around the nest itself. I’m hopeful today’s refurbishment means the pair will mate and raise a family here again. It’s been two years since an eaglet has successfully fledged. In comparing the appearance of the nest a month ago vs. today, it does look like preparations are happening.









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