Did You Ever see an Eagle Swim?
by Gene H.
Dyer
One day my buddy and
I were bottom fishing for halibut in a small boat near his cabin
outside of Ketchikan, Alaska when we heard a noise behind us.
Looking around we saw an eagle thrashing in the water. Immediately
we realized that it had caught a salmon that was too big for
it to fly and carry back to the nest.
Now you have to know that in the evolution of eagles, they
survived because they caught fish, not because they let go of
them. In fact, the muscles which operate the eagles talons freeze
when activated so that the eagle just can't let go until his
muscles relax several minutes later - usually back at the nest
while he is eating the fish away from his talons. (Old fisherman
tell tales of eagles being drug under and drowned when they hook
onto a salmon that is too big.)
Well, since he was only about 30 feet from shore, this eagle
turned towards shore and started swimming with his wings, using
sort of a butterfly stroke. He then climbed up on the rocks and
flapped his wings to dry them out. It then became obvious that
the salmon was caught on only one foot, so the eagle was able
to turn around by hopping, face the water again, and take off
again. But to no avail, after about 10 feet he and his salmon
were back in the water, so he swam to shore again. This time,
while he dried his wings, he called his mate who shortly flew
in and landed in a nearby tree - talking back and forth all the
while, especially since my buddy had maneuvered our small boat
over closer to the shore so we could take videos of all this
action, and they were quite worried by our presence.
The eagle then hopped further up on the rocks and in turning
around was able to dislodge the salmon from his talons. He then
quickly joined his mate in the tree, with all kinds of scolding
commentary between the two of them about us being there.
The next thing you need to know about fishing in Alaska is
that when you catch a rock cod, instead of the halibut that you
had hoped to catch, it will usually bloat up (and die) due to
the expansion of its air as it is pulled up from the deep water
below. As a result, fishermen usually curse their bad luck and
throw them back onto the surface of the water so that the eagles
may retrieve and eat them.
Well, my buddy quickly said "I've fed those eagles enough
rock cod, so I'm going to go get that fish." He did! And
we enjoyed a nice six pound Coho salmon for dinner that night.
And ever since, whenever the eagles fly around us in that
little fishing boat, I remind my buddy that "You better
throw them another rock cod or those eagles are just watching
for a chance to get back at you."
WashingtonianGene
Dyer gets lost while fishing and contributed the September
article "Sex In a Cornfield."
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