While waiting for a ferry, I looked out the truck window and noticed a belted kingfisher sitting on a rope at the dock. I stepped out to zoom in and get a shot, and he flew down onto a rock near the water's edge.
As I focused on this little gem, I heard D next to me clear his throat and say "did you notice what is standing next to him?" Not 5 feet from the kingfisher was a great blue heron.
After snapping happily away for a good 15 minutes, the great bird flew off. I wandered back toward the truck then looked up and noticed a massive wingspan in the air, so I high tailed it back down towards the water, where I found the seagulls harassing a young bald eagle.
This is the closest I've managed to get to a baldy in the wild. He stayed for maybe 5 or so minutes, dodging gulls with a sort of shrugging-off attitude... then I heard the heron call, and that was enough to send Mr. Eagle back to his perch high in the trees. The heron came and replaced the eagle on the pillar for a few minutes, before gliding back down to *his* spot in the water.
All in all I shot about 150 images of just these three birds. This 30 or so minute experience makes up for the months of winter dry spell for me.