A few additional photos of our, February, 2014, visit to Eastbank camp-ground on Lake Seminole. We have moved on, slowly continuing our journey back to Colorado. We had a wonderful time at one of our most favorite places to spend a few days.
One Last SunsetAn Eastern Bluebird sitting in a Sycamore TreeEastbank Campground=Site A01
Kevin, can you spot Howard’s antenna?
As darkness begins to decend; bats are flying around!
Ever try to photograph bats, at night, in flight?
Through the Pines
Camped among these pines were several ladies, perhaps a women’s club, in their RV’s each with at least one Kayak! They were having fun!
A pretty little Palm WarblerEastern PhoebeLate Evening Activity —As we sat and watched, wave after wave of White Pelicans and Cormorants, landed on the lake. Hundreds!
Bald Eagle, between two and five years old. (It takes five years for their head to turn white)
As we continued down the path, on our hike, we see an Eagle circling high in the air. All of a sudden the Eagle tucks its wings and begins to dive straight at the Red-shouldered Hawk. Thank goodness the Eagle does not strike the Hawk.
The Hawk flies up into the air and into the woods, the Eagle gives chase. We never saw the Hawk again. The poor Hawk was only trying to catch one Coot! Gee, so many Coots, why can’t you share?
The Eagle then perches in a tree looking around, we think, making sure the Hawk doesn’t come back into its territory.
The Eagle sits in a tree for a few minutes, which gives me the opportunity to take a few photos.
As the Eagle flies away you get a nice view of the underside of its wings.
This Bald Eagle sure makes a large shadow.
I beautiful Bald Eagle, obviously less than five years old!
I would guess at least 2nd year Bald Eagle.Away it flies
Howard and I were sitting in the coach, talking to my brother on the phone, when I caught a glimpse of something fly past the window. I looked outside, in the direction I saw it flying and spotted this hawk in a tree. I grabbed my camera and tried to get as close as I could hoping to get a photograph. I was able to capture the photo above before it flew.
Red-shouldered Hawk
A little later we decided to take the “girls” for a walk and as we were heading out the coach, Howard spotted the hawk sitting again in the same tree, this time facing us.
I was able to get pretty close to this beauty. It seemed transfixed on something at the edge of the lake, or so it seemed to me. After awhile I began to get worried that it might be ill (it wasn’t).
A beauty sitting in the sun. Why was this hawk sitting so still, ignoring me?What a privilege to photograph this gorgeous hawk.
After spending time taking just a few photos (haha), I decide we need to continue on our hike and I slowly walk away, leaving the hawk sitting in the tree.
As we head down the path, a shadow displays itself, on the ground, in front of us. Looking up we see a big bird flying overhead.
“My Song is for You”Northern Cardinal (male)“Will you be my Love”
For hours, this male Cardinal has been sitting in a tree, near our coach door. He sings and sings and sings; I think calling for a mate. I have yet to see a female Cardinal with him. Keep trying handsome guy!
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