It’s dawn on the Harrison River, and I’m out on a forest trail listening to the piercing chorus of bald eagles perched in the tall cottonwood trees around me. The majestic raptors soar above the treetops, filling the air with their eerie, high-pitched song. They’ve...

It’s early morning in Oak Bay and the breeze has whipped up whitecaps on the ocean. Meters away from me waves are crashing on the rocks, while overhead, seagulls dip and dive and a bald eagle soars effortlessly towards the rocky outcroppings in search of an easy...