I'm out enjoying the nice weather, as I'm starting to think about bringing my quad back in, I see a bald eagle up in the top of a near by tree. I get all excited and think how awesome is this opportunity. Some awesome photos and video footage, it's going to be so epic, national geographic is going to hire me. Then I thought...what happens when the eagle decides it hates my quad, goes to attack it and then by some dumb luck one of my props cuts its head off. I'll have to strap my quad to a cinder block and throw it in a lake, then I'd have to move to Canada. So with the fear of living In a place where it's always winter, I decided to keep my bird far away from the eagle and brought her on home. I stayed and watch the eagle for a while, breathed in the fresh air of not being a fugitive and then drove home.