One thing I didn’t plan when going to Homer to photograph bald eagles was the prospet of capturing the eagles as they swooped in to catch a fish near the surface of rthe water.  I always thought that must be one lucky photographer to be in the right spot, with the right equipment, at the right time.  It didn’t occur to me that as with birds in the back yard, if you put out food, they will come.

A local water taxi operator brought us, and a couple of cases of frozen fish, to a quiet bay across from Homer.  Since the ordinance on feeding eagles only applies to the city limits of Homer, the captain is able to toss fish into the water.  While there were only three or four eagles in the tree tops when we arrived, there were more than 20 eventually.