Les suggested we take a stroll at a very nearby beach. With two hours more daylight, common sightings for eagles, and low tide, it seemed the perfect combo for the two of us.
Dave delighted in the mucky wet Fundy clay right away. Rosanne spotted a mature bald eagle on a far off cliff. We followed the cliffs, steering clear of most of the slippery clay. The eagle flew closer, joined by another. We struggled with our sketchy geology knowledge of sedimentary deposits. We soon had a pocket full of rocks and eagle feathers. A very nice end to the day.
This walk would be more difficult under wet or advancing tide conditions.