A quick drive to the Reifel Bird sanctuary revealed that much of the Lower Mainland, certainly all of it between here and there, is covered in eagles. Ladner in particular is beset by the feathered beasts, which perch on trees outside suburban homes, and even on light posts, displacing the smaller Red-tails, who are flapping around feeling bullied and lost.
But the raptor of the day was this one, on the east dyke of the sanctuary. I think it's a juvenile Northern Goshawk, a bird I've only seen a few times. The shape, spilled-gravy splotchiness of the streaking, and the faint eyebrow are what I'm going on.
Here's another shot with the brightness blasted. It was one of those bright but grey days that challenge an unskilled photographer.