The majestic golden eagle, the symbol of freedom
Although it may seem obvious and repetitive, no other animal represents and symbolises freedom like the eagle. And if we talk about golden eagles, where even the name can recall myths and legends, we cannot help but close our eyes and dream of being able to fly free and proud, as only they can do.
I’m lucky enough to live in a region that is a real paradise both for birdwatchers in general and birds of prey sighting in particular: going out a few kilometres from Malmö, but sometimes also in the city, and spotting buzzards, hawks or red kites, this is normality here, even if one of those you never get tired of.
Then there is the good fortune of living near the nesting areas of white-tailed and golden eagles and, therefore, admiring them frequently. And then, from late autumn to spring, these areas are filled with many other specimens from the cold Arctic circle to spend the winter here, where temperatures are much milder, and it’s easier to find and hunt prey.
But, despite all these fortunes, the possibility of seeing and admiring them up close – and by this, I mean just a few meters away – creates and nourishes that hope that drives you to try and try again, challenging luck itself. But, as they say, fortune favours the bold, right?
A few weeks ago, I had just reached the area we call the kingdom of eagles; I still had my gear in the trunk when a juvenile golden eagle flew about twenty meters above my car.
I immediately think of the photographer’s Murphy’s law, the one I told you about in this video, and I think I won’t have time to pull over, get down to grab the reflex and telephoto lens, because, at that point, the eagle will fly away, almost like a want to make fun of me. Knowing, perhaps, that in doing so, she can continue to keep hope alive in me, so tied to her elusive being in her freedom.
Instead, none of this happens, and the eagle continues to circle above me, following the strong gusts of the icy winter wind. I didn’t take my jacket, gloves or hat, but it didn’t matter: I set the settings quickly, zoomed and started shooting while I kept my other eye open to enjoy this encounter fully.
About ten minutes are enough to freeze me and make my fingers lose entirely any feeling, but I can’t and won’t stop, not now that I’m so close to this majestic animal! Until, perhaps out of pity, the golden eagle decides to move away little by little.
One more wide turn on her kingdom, covered in snow today, and then little by little, I see her disappearing further and further away.
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