Fishing

For the last two weeks I have been off. I have fished, fished and fished some more. However, this past week, I took a day off to watch the masters fish. This was one of those rare days, when every thing lined up in your favor. The sun was out, 5 degrees, a stretch of river was open and the Bald Eagles were everywhere. At one point I counted 49 eagles in an area less the length of a football field. Watching Eagles, watch you, takes some patience. They spend 75% of their time, perched. So you wait and wait some more for the right shot, then hope your fingers are not frozen, so you can push the shutter button. Was it worth it, sitting in the snow, not a soul around, in the Cat Tails, watching one of the masters fish? You bet it was!