On day three, we woke to snow on our car. This was what we had been praying for. Eagles and snow.

This is one good thing about mile 19. The weather there was always nicer there than in Haines. So, when we got to mile 19
there was less snow but still a pretty dusting on the flats of the Chilkat.
When an eagle catches a fish or steals a fish, it immediately proclaims in that wimpy eagle voice, this is my fish. Stay away.
Leave me alone, or else.
North of Haines there is a small
restaurant called Mile 33, six miles
from the Canadian border and the
Yukon. We ate there three days.
Prices at all the restaurants in Haines
were very reasonable, and the food
at Mile 33 was very good. The steak
sandwich is awesome, and the
homemade pie and ice cream was
first rate.




On our way up to Mile 33, we
approached this view of the Chilkat
River. North of Mile 19, the amount of
snow increased dramatically as we
drove up the road.
When we woke up on day 4, we expected to see more snow. Instead, it was balmy in the high thirties with rain and the snow
soon disappeared.

We had barely arrived at Mile 19 to see the eagles than we saw one immature eagle knock another immature eagle into the
water. I knew that eagles can not fly when their wings are wet, so I expected to see a drowning eagle. I should not have
worried. What I did not know is that eagles can swim. They use their wings just like we use our arms to swim and they are
light enough to float easily on the water.
The drenched eagle eventually made it to shore....
...only to be attacked again by the same eagle!
Our favorite eagle was an eagle we encountered walking down in the trees along the banks of the Chilkat. This bird was not
intimidated by our presence and it was possible to walk within five or six feet of him. Because it had been raining and I was
carrying an umbrella, I had only one lens and was so close that I was obliged to take portrait photographs of this eagle.
Fortunately, Jackie brought her 100 to 400mm lens, so we eventually got this picture as well standing back as far as we
could.
With the rain, it got dark sooner, so we returned to the American Bald Eagle Foundation to watch a demonstration of live
captive birds that had been injured and rehabilitated at the foundation.
Four days, and we were still jazzed and
looking forward to our last three days
in Haines.
Eagles, Day 3 and 4
November 2010