Oddly, predators tend to eat the bowels first. I'll lean toward a bird kill. Would have to be at least Hawk size. Interesting how Mother Nature operates.
When I walked up on the wet eagles, I was on Kodiak Island, about 10-12 miles back in the mountains trapping beaver, hunting deer and looking for bears. As I walked closer they (two of them) opened their wings and lunged at me, didn't look like anything I wanted to tangle with, so I just watched them and took picts from close range.SR's comment about the Eagle's lack of concern reminds of a story, bird related. I can't imagine grabbing a live Eagle.....![]()
When I walked up on the wet eagles, I was on Kodiak Island, about 10-12 miles back in the mountains trapping beaver, hunting deer and looking for bears. As I walked closer they (two of them) opened their wings and lunged at me, didn't look like anything I wanted to tangle with, so I just watched them and took picts from close range.
Once the rain let up and they dried a bit, they flew up on a low branch on a tree, to finish drying out. I moved on to bigger and better things. lol
SR
SR's comment about the Eagle's lack of concern reminds of a story, bird related.
Years ago I was driving down a dirt road with my young Boys just cruising around. Open pasture on the right side. Heavy brushed fencerow on the left. Came over a hill and there was a Tom Turkey in the road. Started doing the typical Turkey thing of darting around trying to figure out what it should do. I sped up. Just before I got there it ran into the brushy fencerow. Slid to a halt, jumped out and ran into the brush. The turkey was so alarmed that it was trying to run thru a woven wire fence. It would hit the fence, bounce backwards, hit it again, repeat. I dived on it just as hit bounced off the fence. Bad idea. That Turkey flogged me, spurred me and at least once pecked me. I immediately let loose. It ran back out into the open roadway and discovered it could fly.
I can't imagine grabbing a live Eagle.....![]()
SR's comment about the Eagle's lack of concern reminds of a story, bird related.
Years ago I was driving down a dirt road with my young Boys just cruising around. Open pasture on the right side. Heavy brushed fencerow on the left. Came over a hill and there was a Tom Turkey in the road. Started doing the typical Turkey thing of darting around trying to figure out what it should do. I sped up. Just before I got there it ran into the brushy fencerow. Slid to a halt, jumped out and ran into the brush. The turkey was so alarmed that it was trying to run thru a woven wire fence. It would hit the fence, bounce backwards, hit it again, repeat. I dived on it just as hit bounced off the fence. Bad idea. That Turkey flogged me, spurred me and at least once pecked me. I immediately let loose. It ran back out into the open roadway and discovered it could fly.
I can't imagine grabbing a live Eagle.....![]()
I am a turkey hunter. One of the first things I do when I shoot a turkey is run to it and put my boot on the head until it quits flopping. They can flop away or even run away after you shoot them.
Years ago a buddy picked one up by the head after he shot it. It spurred him all over his mid section.