I believe this is known as the 'chicken breast stroke' in ornithoculture. But, seriously. My grandfather used to take my brother and I every summer to see the

I believe this is known as the 'chicken breast stroke' in ornithoculture. But, seriously. My grandfather used to take my brother and I every summer to see the bald eagles near their house. Never really appreciated just how special that was. They are quite majestic and their nests are huge. This is one thing I'm glad no one listened to Ben Franklin about.