One very exciting thing happened on this segment. While I was heading up the beach, I saw an adolescent Bald Eagle fly from the trees ahead of me. Not too unusual, but on the way back, he was sitting on a bare branch hanging out over the beach. As I got closer, he stayed put. Now I was close enough that I started doing the "deer walk", walk a few steps in one direction, pause, then a few steps in another direction. Eventually, I was standing about 40 ft away from him. He finally was starting to get a little nervous so he spread his wings to fly away. No... maybe stay a little longer, no... spread his wings again... no.. stay yet a little longer. After about about a minute of flapping his wings, turning his head, and in general posing for some of the best photos ever, he casually flew away. Oh, did I mention... since I was sans-volunteer, the camera was not along for this segment. I am firmly convinced that animals know when you don't have a camera, and only give you the best shots then.

Etched in my mind forever.