The bridge was closely guarded by the osprey that lived on top of it, I made two failed attempts in the night and was attacked in my efforts to reach the top. I decided to make a third and final attempt before sunrise. I whispered a prayer to myself as I edged closer to the pinnacle and I watched as the eagles took off but this time not to attack me, rather to soar with me. I spent the morning taking in the most beautiful sunrise I ever saw and this piece of art was created as a result of persistence. I remember feeling as free as the eagles for the first time in a long time.