Big birds, especially eagles have always fascinated me. They are majestic creations to look at whether they are perching on a branch, building a nest or soaring in flight.
In an effort to make my jogging route a little more interesting, (to run in circles somehow doesn’t convey the feeling of making progress), I staked out a new route that happened to pass by an osprey’s (fish eagle) nest. About 200 yards away from the pole on which the nest sits, I heard the warning call of the osprey parent and less than a minute later it swooped down on me from behind. This was repeated several times, leaving only a few feet distance between the osprey and me, until I had cleared the area and was not perceived as a threat anymore.