I have intentionally stayed away from the nesting area although I hear the immature almost daily since it fledged. Noting the times of it's excessive...and I mean excessive...crying in my journal (for future reference and for my own benefit), I hadn't visited in several weeks. Feeling it needed it's space to master flying and perhaps a little hunting, I kept my distance.
To my surprise, however, on Friday afternoon, as I was emailing Kate (Div of Wildlife), I heard an adult too. First the immature going on about something...probably complaining about being hungry. Then the immature chirping, as if to say, Come on, follow me to a great fishing spot. Then the immature again...going on and on, begging for a free meal. And finally the adult in a calming reassuring tone. Then total silence as they took flight heading toward the dam.
Meanwhile, as I attached a few pix to Kate's email, cc'ing a dear friend from Goodwin State Forest, this immature showed up.
You see, where I live, it's not all about eagles
being ready with the camera...LOL!
Sending my apologies for the blurry pic to you and those at