I’ve always loved eagles.

Not just admired them… loved them.

The first time I saw one was in Scotland in 1978, over Glencoe. A golden eagle riding the thermals above Rannoch Moor. It wasn’t flying… it was owning the sky. That moment never left me.

Since then I’ve been lucky enough to record them across the world — from the reintroduced white-tailed eagles on the Isle of Rum, to bald eagles in North America, and even the extraordinary harpy eagle deep in the forests of Costa Rica.

There are around 60 species of eagle on this planet. Sixty different expressions of power, silence, and survival.

And here’s the thing…

If an eagle is still there, it means everything beneath it is still holding together.

The rivers still have fish.
The forests still breathe.
The land is still alive.

They are not just birds… they are a sign that the system still works.

And yet, one of my favourite things about them is this…

For all that size and power, their voice is completely unexpected. Not the dramatic scream you hear in films (that’s usually a red-tailed hawk). The real call of an eagle is far more delicate… almost surprising.

But don’t let that fool you.

Those talons would remind you very quickly who you’re dealing with.

I’ve spent my life recording the true voices of the natural world, because reality is always more interesting than the version we invent.

And every time I see an eagle, I feel the same thing I did back in 1978…

Wonder.

Because as long as eagles are still in the sky, there is still something left worth protecting.

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