The day I had long dreamt of had arrived. The only bird that I had always wanted
to see was Steller’s Sea Eagle. My
childhood ‘one day’ bird. I am not
actually a big raptor fan but there was just something so captivating about
this huge pie-bald eagle with a stupidly Rok-like bill that captivated me. I thought seeing them would be a late-in-life experience if I was fortunate but here I was in Rausu layering up for a boat trip out
to be with them and their White-tailed cousins.
I know that I saw a couple the previous day and yes I was elated but I had
somehow managed to reserve my full awe for this day.
It had snowed again and after dusting off the vans we drove
down towards the sea where a line of dark blobs on the sea wall through the
blowing snow solidified into Eagles – dozens of them. Calm Howard…
stay calm. We parked up in the
harbour and tried not to get excited at the trees on the hillside covered in
more eagles or the beasts circling overhead.
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Covered in Eagles |
The boat soon took us out to sea. There was no sea ice present as it was still
120miles away to the north so we kept fairly close to shore and with some
precision catapulting of fish by the crew we got to spend 90 spellbinding
minutes in amongst these huge but agile predators as they swept down to pluck
breakfast from the waves. I found myself
a spot and locked myself into a position to give them my full attention. Time
both flew and stood still and I remember beaming and chuckling to myself now
and then. The Steller’s were not dissimilar to the White-tailed in size when
flying but were so front heavy that it seemed amazing they could even get off
the ground.
Steller's Sea Eagles |
White-tailed Sea Eagles |
All too soon (although the -17c wind chill was starting to
get through the layers) we turned back towards the harbour and a final counts
around us revealed about 150 eagles in the immediate airspace and several
hundred more on the harbour and dotting the wintery trees on the coastal cliffs.
The tide was in further and this brought us level with the
top of the snow topped outer wall and the Eagles of both species sat
there. More fishy flinging made sure
there was some action too and we were now incredibly close too. The biting wind was whipping up the spindrift
and creating some superb photo opps. With
or without a camera it would have been the most memorable wildlife encounter I
had ever experienced.
We all stumbled off the other end with Slaty-backed and Glaucous-winged
Gulls in the harbour where Harlequins reflected in oily red and slate patterns
on the calm water but our heads were still full of Eagles.
Slaty-backed Gull |
Glaucous-winged Gull |
Glaucous Gull |
Harlequins |
I usually only take single shot but being on a boat even I was moderately rattling and took nearly 2000 images. I have whittled them down and each of the images was chosen for its own merits.
I hope you enjoy them. My head videos are on constant reply and will be for the rest of my days.
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