When I was in collage, I used to do a lot of solo camping up in the far north of Wisconsin and Minnesota. One day I was sitting by a lake trying to catch a fish and I was watching an eagle circle overhead when the eagle power dived into the water. It was stunning. It must have hit the water at a minimum of 30 mph. It was so unexpected that for a brief second I could not understand why that eagle had just committed suicide. Then the eagle broke the surface and powered up out of the water with a fish in its talons. It was a magnificent thing to witness.