Driving southbound on the Sunset just before noon this morning, we spotted a northbound golden eagle, an adult, no more than 200’ above the roadway. We were about a mile north of Lake Merced.
The eagle came as a complete surprise, and I may not have noticed it at all were it not for its distinctive shallow wingbeats. They seemed laborious, as the wingbeats of eagles often do, as if it’s an imposition to have to flap such huge appendages.
Anyway, I wanted to get this into the blog while the bird is still in the neighborhood. Look up, if you’re in the city today. Look up.
Journal of Natural Hist. Ed.
Natural History Institute
Center for Humans & Nature