Tales of the Drive About:Seven : EAGLES and HAWKS

The highway between Klamath, Oregon and Bend, Oregon is in most places a tunnel of trees. Trees in the bazillion numb my senses, so that I was alert enough to see the bird off to the side of the road sitting on a spire of a tree, was a miracle. We are used to seeing red-tailed hawks on telephone poles and fence posts along the roads of Oklahoma. This bird was some what larger than that.



Yep it was an eagle. Sitting there, ignoring the traffic, was an eagle. So I turned around and drove back to take pictures. Second miracle, the bird was still there.



Car's honked as I diligently tried to get close enough. The Eagle stayed put.



Thirty some shots latter, I decided to let him be. So I left him on the spire beside the road and went on my way.



A week or so later I was driving down a highway in Eastern Nevada. The land was covered with 8 to 10 foot scrub. The 15 feet tall abandoned telegraph poles were the highest perch anywhere in the vast flat expanse we were traveling though. Sure enough there were eagles perched on the poles. So I tried to get several pictures. Some photos came out.



A few hundred miles further on we entered Utah and some farms lands.



Down the road in front of a farmers house I notice two large birds in the cottonwood trees in his front yard. One was a Bald Eagle.




The other was a very large hawk, I think.




He (she?) was antsy, and left soon after I started taking pictures.





The hawk left. But the eagle stayed.





And the Eagle stayed, and stayed and stayed.





So finally I left. Imagine, having a Bald Eagle just hanging around in your front yard.

So I need the help of those who know. I recognize the mature Bald Eagle of course, but are the other two eagles show immature Bald Eagles or Golden Eagles or what? Also, that's an awfully big hawk. What kind is it? It is in the SW corner of Utah.
Thanks for the help.

Rogue River Oregon Eagles

Serendipity!
That's what makes a photographer happy.
Yes, it is good to have a good camera, with a charged battery and large capacity for high quality photographs. But planned photographs can give you only so much satisfaction.
Serendipity gives you the extra.

While traveling East along the shore of the Rouge River of Southwestern Oregon, I looked up at the right time from the right place and caught a glimpse of an eagle's nest. So I stopped and moved until there was just the right angle for a clean photo of it.

The serendipity wasn't finding the eagle's nest but that a parent bald eagle was returning to the nest and thus arousing its lone inhabitant from his slumber.

So hearing his parent's cries as it approached the nest, the young eagle climbed up to its edge as daddy or momma, which ever the case was, landed.

Then the young eagle imitated his parents wing actions several times.

Yes, I took dozens of photos, and stayed as long as I could. I was just out of range of my camera's ability to get good details an my ability to hold it steady, but I was extraordinarily please to have had the experience anyway.