172 THE OREGON SPORTSMAN 
TWO EAGLES IN ORGEON 
By WILLIAM L. FINLEY 
HE aerie was in the top of a storm-battered old pine on the 
east slope of the Cascades. It looked impossible to climb, yet 
the going up was not so hard. Excitement led me on, As I 
climbed, the task became more precarious. My heart beat wilder each 
time the pair of bald eagles circled near, I finally straddled the big 

Bohlman and Finley Photographing in the Aerie of a Golden Hagle 60 Feet 
Up. The Young Birds Are Nearly Full Grown 
limb below the nest and worked a hazardous way through five feet 
of dead limbs and debris. 
I had read so many stories of fierce eagles, that I half persuaded 
myself I should be attacked, but I wasn’t. After a careful study 
extending over several years, I have found that forty-eight such eases 
out of every fifty may be set down as false in the beginning. Investi- 
gation will show the forty-ninth is without truth, and there might 
possibly be a slight cause for the fiftieth. I have the records of over 
a hundred nests of the bald and golden eagles that have been robbed, 
and in not a single case did the birds put up a fight. 
The pair of eagles were winding slowly around the blue dome of 
the sky. I moved the youngsters over and climbed in beside them to 
visit. Here were the nestlings of noble birth. Of the millions of 
