This past Sept I was bear hunting up in northern Ontario. I was up in the tree and it had started to rain.. so I put up my umbrella that attaches to the tree. Then a little while later I hear this whoosh, whoosh, whoosh noise right above my head. Peek out from under the umbrella.. and it was a bald eagle swooping down on the white fletchings of my arrows that were in my quiver attached to the tree right in front of me. He banked hard when he saw me peek out from under than umbrella. Needless to say that was the closest I've ever been to a bald eagle.