Whether sifting through sand, or scrambling over a rocky shore, it's about finding treasures in every day. 


Across the dock from us is a fishing boat with tall trolling poles that the eagles love to sit on. I haven't named them yet, and could use some help with that.

This guy must be a batchelor. He pretty much always looks like he just got up and doesn't remember how he ended up sleeping under a stump.

Sometimes he wonders why girl eagles are so confusing...

..but then he just shakes it off.

Happy feather-brained day!

Alaska Beachcomber

Update: R.S. wrote in suggesting naming them Port and Starboard! Their offspring could be named Bow and Stern. Thank you R.S.!

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