For the last few weeks golden and sea eagles have made daily appearances, sometimes sitting close by on the shore for long periods. A couple of days ago one caught my eye, looking like a large rock on the nearby headland, I was about to turn away when it took off and flew across the bay. It ignored the panicking geese and I thought it was headed for the adjacent island though flying unusually low when it circled, extended it's legs, and fluttered - as best as a large bird can - and plucked something from the surface. It then headed back in my direction with a fish in its talons. Perhaps it struggled, but it dropped it, and at that moment a larger bird swooped into view and taking the fish flew to the shore where it landed with what I suspect is its offspring. I had to get back to work at this point but I guess one of them ate it - it might be a life lesson for junior on keeping a tight hold of dinner. I watched one tuck into a goose once while another stood hungrily by, having helped harry the unfortunate greylag to its death there was no sharing at that point.