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My Cape Breton house sits on a small harbor. The day before Hurricane Bill, during the calm before the storm, I was out in the yard "battening down the hatches". As I readied my kayak for it's safe haven down in the cellar, I decided to take it out for just a little paddle first.I spent about an hour paddling across the harbor, then along the shore, and back, when I spotted some eagle activity not too far from the shore in front of my home. Out of curiosity, I paddled over. To my amazement, there were 5 eagles flying to and from their perch upon a massive boulder sitting at the water's edge. I watched them for quite some time and surmised by their activity that it was a family, 2 adults, 1 young adult, and 2 juveniles who were as large as the adult birds.
The adult male flew away upon my arrival, but the remaining 4 were undaunted by my quiet presence.
He went to his favorite spot on the old, abandoned causeway that leads to a nearby, now uninhabited island.
I see him out there most mornings. In the fall, there are usually 2 - I always assumed Mr. and Mrs.
Sometimes when I paddle the shore out to the open ocean, they accompany me to the end of the island,
flying on ahead, landing along the tree line, flying ahead a little more as I approach, and so on.
I'm heading back to the island tomorrow, where I have more pictures of this grand adventure, so stay tuned!
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