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The Shy Eagle

Bald Eagles have been returning to Connecticut in growing numbers each year. In 1979 a count along the Connecticut river, up through Massachusetts, found only 9. The newest figures I found were 100 eagles spending the winter along the river.

Yesterday I bumped into this one.

We had around 2 feet of snow on the ground, temperatures in the 20’s, and a steady wind. The Connecticut river is frozen, some open spots are around. They have ducks! Just what a hungry eagle likes to see.

I saw him fly across the river, settle in a tree, and had no access to the river from where I was.

What I did have was a new 500mm lens. So I found a spot on the river, focused way down on the eagle and waited.

At one point I’m fairly sure he fell asleep. I turned numb, and waited.

Finally….. I took the shot anyway. The distance was around 1/2 mile. Pays to have a good lens (and gloves with little finger holes).

The eagles are back because Connecticut cleaned the rivers and marshes. Access to river banks are few, most wooded again. I like that they are back. I also have another couple of months to sneak around the river bank for that perfect shot.

Frozen Matabesett River

In a previous post I showed viewers one of the local fresh water marshes, frozen at this time year. Rather cold and almost intimidating.

I went back a few days later to see if I could find a trail around the marsh towards the river. I did find a hidden path and it took me to the banks of the mighty Matabesett.

Best to explain a New England river to our long distance readers. If you can’t jump across, it must be a river. Matabesett is a little bigger, only 16 miles long, but fairly narrow in some places.  There are marshes along the way to confuse where the river bank really is.

Maine, the large New England state, has many ‘ponds’. The Mediterranean would be a ‘pond’ in Maine.

Not being a native New Englander I will leave you to draw your own conclusions.

The images here are from my walk along the trails by this river named for a native American tribe (also known as “Black-hill Indians”) that inhabited the Middletown Connecticut area.

Connecticut Foundry, Rocky Hill

Follow the old river side rail road tracks, or the road to the Rocky Hill ferry, and you will find the last remains of the Connecticut Foundry Co.


Several industrial buildings stood here beside the Connecticut River from 1835 to 1881, when a huge foundry was built.

After a fire in 1918 a new foundry was built and remained until 1983. The company made a wide variety of items of cast iron, from range oil burners, piston-ring moldings and lawn mower parts to bookends and decorative plaques.  Much has been torn down now, the last buildings and rails are to be demolished in 2015.

It seemed appropriate to shoot here using black and white.