As I walked along the beach, I saw some people craning their heads upward. They were gazing at this eagle on West Beach, watching out to sea. Someone said the eagles had been forced to find new trees when they were driven from their old haunts on East Beach.
With permission from the City of White Rock, BNSF Rail has finished cutting down the lovely stand of mature trees that used to flank the railroad on East Beach. This is what it looks like now.