I'll newer forgot one winter day about ten years ago when I and my friend were hunting with two Golden Eagles on a fields and bushes on a left side bank of the river Kupa.
It was one of those marvels, very sunny winter days when the sky above you is bright blue and the air is so crystal clear that you can see in another state. The soil was covered with a thin layer of white, white snow that multiplied quantity of the light in the air so much that our eyes were splashed with it and we were forced to squint. It was very cold, my be - 20 Cel. and the crystals of frozen snow on a branches and land were shimmering small spots of reflected sun . We were bringing each one Eagle on our left hands and little by little we felt first cold and than our hands started to freeze. Fingers first. Gloves that are in use for keeping Eagles on them are made by the cows skin and are enough tough not to allow to the Eagles talons to penetrate through but for cold are nothing. It is the same thing as if you put on your hand gloves made by sheet metal. So we decided to leave Eagles to fly free and to warm our hands. We launched them and they flied on a tree.We kept on walking and talking, mostly gossiping our closest friends with the same enthusiasm as they do this to us. Once I saw a shadow of flying Eagle on a snow, than second and then third! I was surprised and i picked up my head and, really three Eagles were flying above me. - How three?- a thought flies through my brain and I watched on a tree where we left our Eagles. They were sitting there ! Than I observed again new trio and I saw that they are Bald Eagles. Hunters were often hunting ducks in a river and Eagles were here to clean banks from wounded and dead birds that remained behind them. Now they have seen a couple of intruders and they come to see who they are. May be half minutes after them come a new pair of this magnificent birds. One of them was young, since last year and had still all brown feathers, and was evidently curious. He or she started to circle some thirty meters over me and looked at me. This bird had no fear because of me. I took a cover of one bush so that our Eagles couldn't see me and I putted glove on my hand and took a piece of meat in it and picked it high in the air offering it to the bird. She continued to circle. I started to talk to her. - Com here, you are so nice, you deserve for your beauty not only a piece but all meat of the world, and so on.... She circled, I talked and all this lasted, to tell the true I don't know how long. May be 5, may be 10 minutes,may be more, I really don't know 'cause I lost idea about time in this game. There was only sky and this magnificent bird on a half way from me to him. Finally she swept with her big wings and flied away trying to reach her flying comrades that were already gone and I send her my farewell. - Hope to see you next year! - I'll newer forget this.
Yeah. That's it. I live with them , Golden Eagles, and I think that I'm privileged .
We have a lot of Bald Eagles here but they live in the in the plain, in walleys of rivers Kupa and Sava 'cause there are great oak forests and a lot of small rivers, lakes and swamps. They have a lot of food and good places for nesting , people don't disturb them and are well protected by the law. It's prohiited to loggers to cut the forest in which is their nest 100 meters in a circle. They are so numerous that in winter I have seen them almost in the city. Enjoy !
Is there anything better than good, good woman? Is there anything smoother than her skin? Is there anything that smells better than he Is there anything better than her eyes when she spots you and you can feel love on your skin and read invitation in her eyes to be her, if you wish? Is there anything nicer than when you can see in her eyes spark when ever she spots you? If you know, please tell me.
I am one of them and when I noticed that I asked them: - Why? - All of them told me the same: - Because threads are childish, I am adult and I cant see any purpose for being there. Even, I don't like to read stupid, childish stories from old persons.- And my true is: they have right. I can read here that some persons in my age still think and act as when they did when they were 16 ! Old ladies are acting like that they are still fathers princess; old guys are acting like that they are still lions. Why ? Can't we be what we are ? Can't we respect each other the way we are in real life? Do we all have to act that we are something what we are not to deserve the respect from the others that are also acting that they are something what they are not trying to attract ours respect for this what they are not!!!???
I am one of them and when I noticed that I asked them: - Why? - All of them told me the same: - Because threads are childish, I am adult and I cant see any purpose for being there. Even, I don't like to read stupid, childish stories from old persons.- And my true is: they have right. I can read here that some persons in my age still think and act as when they did when they were 16 ! Old ladies are acting like that they are still fathers princess; old guys are acting like that they are still lions. Why ? Can't we be what we are ? Can't we respect each other the way we are in real life? Do we all have to act that we are something what we are not to deserve the respect from the others that are also acting that they are something what they are not trying to attract ours respect for this what they are not!!!???
Cheers, scoul, nazdarovlje, ala tuo salute, psahtak, nazdar, prost, živio,chin chin .................. I am on red vine. First bottle second glass.........nectar from private reserve of my friend from the Adriatic coast.
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, As you wish. It suits me well as long as they are alike as they are on this picture and belongs to me. Go on. Play volley ball. MY will support you.
Congratulations. You are much, much better. I think that even much better than the result says. Could be 5:0 in a first halftime. Don't know what the hell is with our guys.
We have here an rugby team which is always the last in our league but the guys don't give a damn about that. As long as they can gulp down whole roasted pork and lap a barrel of beer for breakfast they are satisfied with their results.
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RE: The Bald Eagle Soars
I'll newer forgot one winter day about ten years ago when I and my friend were hunting with two Golden Eagles on a fields and bushes on a left side bank of the river Kupa.It was one of those marvels, very sunny winter days when the sky above you is bright blue and the air is so crystal clear that you can see in another state. The soil was covered with a thin layer of white, white snow that multiplied quantity of the light in the air so much that our eyes were splashed with it and we were forced to squint.
It was very cold, my be - 20 Cel. and the crystals of frozen snow on a branches and land were shimmering small spots of reflected sun .
We were bringing each one Eagle on our left hands and little by little we felt first cold and than our hands started to freeze. Fingers first. Gloves that are in use for keeping Eagles on them are made by the cows skin and are enough tough not to allow to the Eagles talons to penetrate through but for cold are nothing. It is the same thing as if you put on your hand gloves made by sheet metal.
So we decided to leave Eagles to fly free and to warm our hands. We launched them and they flied on a tree.We kept on walking and talking, mostly gossiping our closest friends with the same enthusiasm as they do this to us.
Once I saw a shadow of flying Eagle on a snow, than second and then third!
I was surprised and i picked up my head and, really three Eagles were flying above me.
- How three?- a thought flies through my brain and I watched on a tree where we left our Eagles.
They were sitting there !
Than I observed again new trio and I saw that they are Bald Eagles.
Hunters were often hunting ducks in a river and Eagles were here to clean banks from wounded and dead birds that remained behind them. Now they have seen a couple of intruders and they come to see who they are. May be half minutes after them come a new pair of this magnificent birds. One of them was young, since last year and had still all brown feathers, and was evidently curious. He or she started to circle some thirty meters over me and looked at me. This bird had no fear because of me.
I took a cover of one bush so that our Eagles couldn't see me and I putted glove on my hand and took a piece of meat in it and picked it high in the air offering it to the bird.
She continued to circle.
I started to talk to her.
- Com here, you are so nice, you deserve for your beauty not only a piece but all meat of the world, and so on....
She circled, I talked and all this lasted, to tell the true I don't know how long. May be 5, may be 10 minutes,may be more, I really don't know 'cause I lost idea about time in this game.
There was only sky and this magnificent bird on a half way from me to him.
Finally she swept with her big wings and flied away trying to reach her flying comrades that were already gone and I send her my farewell.
- Hope to see you next year! -
I'll newer forget this.