We haven't been able to make it out to see the eagles in a few years. The day started out gray and dreary, but as noon approached, blue sky was beginning to appear. I was so glad we waited until afternoon to go. We drove up along the Great River route through Alton. Along that road, we saw four eagles, one close enough to photograph. The last one, we spotted down near the conservation area. He was a bit skittish and every time we or someone else would approach the tree he was in, he'd take off to the next one. We circled around and tried to find the Trumpeter Swans, which were a bit too far away to see clearly. When we came back to where the eagle was, he decided to fly back in toward his original perch and that's when I caught him overhead at a full wingspan.