Golden eagle
Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2016 6:29 pm
Late last August after I topped the pass from Lewis Creek towards Ireland Lake in Yosemite something caught my eye in the flat rocky field ahead. A dark rock? As I approached, it moved. A person? A bird! Huge! When I got closer he ran on the rocks and tried to take off into the wind. He couldn't. One wing was not right, drooping. After a while he got used to me, and I could take a closer look. A beautiful bird. His beak and especially his talons looked dangerous. Wind ruffled his feathers. He kept a close eye on me, turning to face me as I moved around. I reflected on his life, obviously to be ended soon by starvation or predators. Did he lose a fight? Did an accident happen? He got to experience a human up close. Harmless. No need to be afraid now.
Later I identified him as golden eagle (as far as I can tell), one of the largest birds in North America.
I labeled the pass where I found him "Golden Eagle Pass" - see map. I couldn't find an existing name for this pass.
Later I identified him as golden eagle (as far as I can tell), one of the largest birds in North America.
I labeled the pass where I found him "Golden Eagle Pass" - see map. I couldn't find an existing name for this pass.