So am I.
I went out this evening to see if I could spot it, and sure enough it followed nearly the same pattern as last Wednesday: From south of the bridge, it flew over the bridge and landed in a dead tree (same branch as last week) on an island in the middle of the river.
After taking a drive through the Falls, I came back to the bridge and the eagle was still sitting on its branch. The sun was below the horizon. Eventually the eagle flew down and landed in a shallow spot in the river. Seconds later, another eagle — I hadn’t spotted it earlier — followed. They stood in the river several yards from each other. At that point, though, it was too dark and they were too far away for any pictures.
A shot of the first eagle at right, and a few below.