I went out for my photography walk and there was the friend of the family eagle on a branch over the Mississippi. He was pretty far away. But I decided I would brave the perilous cliffs of the River to get some close ups for you. I spent 20 minutes carefully planning my approach and triangulating to his location. I slipped over the river gorge fencing, bashed through some foliage and spotted the eagle... just as he leapt into the air and flew away.
So I sadly climbed up to the river road wall and took some pictures of the graffiti while I was there.
This is what it looked like: