Driving along Grand Loop Road as it parallels the Gibbon River in Yellowstone National Park on our last afternoon there, we saw a lone Bald Eagle perched atop a pine tree as it focused its eyes intently below. As we watched the bird, it suddenly took to wing and plunged its talons into the water and pulled out a fish (maybe a trout?). The majestic bird glided to the snow covered shoreline, sinking slightly into the soft powder with its prize. We watched as the Eagle shredded the fish with its beak and gulped it down, a few pieces at a time. The grand finale was the tail.

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