Earlier this spring I was floating out in the cove in my canoe when this guy flew over my head and to my surprise landed on top of an old dead tree. I slowly floated his way until I was in range to get a shot (camera shot that is).
Had a weekend get-away with the wife. While walking out onto a fishing pier we noticed a lot of birds hanging around, this one had found a way to get fresh water without flying back to the land.
I pulled off the road this morning and took a moment to smell the… hmmm, cows. Yeah, the cows….
Sea Island, Ga…. sometime in the late 80’s. My wife and I were spending a long weekend celebrating our wedding anniversary when I spotted this bird sitting on the dock piling. Those were film days, long before digital. You had to compose, run some calculations through your head, set the camera and…. wait until the film is processed and proofed to know if you got your shot. I was able to fire off 3 frames before the bird took offense at me being there, this was the middle image.
I took this photo off my dock yesterday, which since nothing ever leaves the internet was a day late in January. I was testing out a old film lens, 600mm that a friend has offered to sell me. Using film lenses with digital cameras requires some work but can be a viable option to expand your equipment if you are selective.
My subject here was far enough away from me that he really didn’t pay me much attention, he was barely visible to the casual eye…. blending into the background as these guys do so well. It was the movement that caught my attention, then using this big old honking lens I found him in the camera and watched for a long time while taking a few images along the way. It was a quite pleasant way to spend a winter afternoon.
I photographed this guy while floating in a kayak up stream from my house over the weekend. When not in the water these guys sit around in trees and I had apparently spooked him when I came around a bend in the river. As he took off I was able to get one shot (well, one shot that was in focus) before he disappeared down steam.
Saw this guy hanging out last year on a misty morning at the ocean. Suppose he was looking for breakfast, I was looking for a quiet moment.