I had a lovely, but cold, flight to Cambridge today. Funny things, before I left Anoka, I was next to the runway (getting ready to call the tower for permission to takeoff) and saw this huge bird in the grass. This was the conversation:
Me: Bird
Me: Big bird
Me: White head
Me: Eagle!
Me: What the hell is that Bald Eagle doing on the ground?
Instructor Cheryl: Probably eating
The Bald Eagle was in the grass next to a murder of crows. No idea what they were doing, but hopefully not eating the coyotes!