Been sick as a dog the last couple of days but somehow made it out to
New Brighton park (next to PNE and Hastings Park racetrack) this morning
and finally caught up with the Gyrfalcon perched high up on the Viterra
building next to bridge.
Unfortunately my camera wasn't set up when i
first saw it fly and attempt to catch a pigeon in flight, came close
but then flew back up high and i settled for a few shots before it flew
off again and was lost from sight.
a real beauty of a bird
needless to say, looks were of the long-range variety.
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Saturday, February 16, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
The Bird That Shall Not Be Named
Some shots from the last two weeks.
Never quite get a good feeling shooting these guys but whatever.
Last weekend i decided to take Audy out in the fog to see if we could get some Lifer looks for her of the birds that shall not be named at the location that shall not be disclosed (although it doesn't really matter because these birds are the worst kept secret in the lower mainland, despite the best efforts of the local birding yahoo group).
My only looks at this species before was a couple of winters ago and the bird i photographed (along with everyone else) turned out to be a sick bird that was found dead days later.
Knowing that they have been somewhat reliable this winter i decided to spend more time in the area than i usually do with some results.
The bird we saw last weekend picked a roost out in the open and when we arrived the paparazzi was out in full force by the side of the road and i told Audy that this was her chance to see one.
We spent about an hour watching it snooze until it decided to fly a few feet to a more secluded spot deep in a tree.
Audy found an opening in the tree and i got off a few shots, the bird was wide awake and would later fly down the road further to get away from the mob.
We left it at that, the mob however chased it further still.
Yeh, i got a shot of the bird with it's eyes open in a fairly open spot but so did the other dozen photogs there, nothing too special and the bird didn't look comfortable did it?
Since i had friday off i decided to head out that way again, i was hoping to get a less crowded location than on the weekend.
That wasn't to be as photogs were all over the place, there was even one really close to the bird i spotted in my car on the drive up, perched in a ridiculously open location, i was speechless that there wasn't a crowd in front of it already, no one but me it turned out.
As it turned out, i only got two shots off before the bird itself decided that it's chosen perch was ridiculous and flew a few feet to a perch out of the open.
I got one shot i was really pleased with, even more so because every other photog in the area didn't get it
Since i knew where the bird went to, i decided to walk around a bit and come back later, which i did.
I set up and hid myself as best i could from owl-hungry eyes and spent the next hour watching the bird snooze unmolested.
I admit that in my mind during that time a head-turn (or open eyes) from the bird would have been golden, my position was precarious and i couldn't even move my body much because it would vibrate my tripod (which was on unsteady ground) but i waited patiently.
Eventually, my good thing turned out to be too good and a few people spotted me and decided that they would crash my private party.
My ploy of ignoring everyone didn't work in the end and eventually there was a small crowd gathered, too bad for them the only good uncluttered look was exactly where i was set up. I shouldn't complain too much i guess because the clumsy interlopers made a lot of noise getting to my location and that woke the bird up which turned it's head then and i got my shots, ironically enough.
What wasn't cool though was one person in particular that spotted my bird (yes, today it was my bird because no one else had it before i did that morning) and then went and started blabbing the location to everyone they saw, a crowd starts forming and next thing i see is the poor bird being surrounded from all sides (hey, at least the location i was at the bird was secure and safe since there was a deep ditch full of water between me and it), i was sure the bird would eventually flush when i saw one photog trespass onto the field from the opposite direction but i could watch no more and drove away.
I feel like someone in a glass house with stones when i try to discuss my feelings towards this whole owl/photog relationship because i of course want the same shots as everyone else, i just think photogs should be more discreet, especially when we are talking about these birds in particular that are in decline, you don't really need to tell everyone you see, do you?
Never quite get a good feeling shooting these guys but whatever.
Last weekend i decided to take Audy out in the fog to see if we could get some Lifer looks for her of the birds that shall not be named at the location that shall not be disclosed (although it doesn't really matter because these birds are the worst kept secret in the lower mainland, despite the best efforts of the local birding yahoo group).
My only looks at this species before was a couple of winters ago and the bird i photographed (along with everyone else) turned out to be a sick bird that was found dead days later.
Knowing that they have been somewhat reliable this winter i decided to spend more time in the area than i usually do with some results.
The bird we saw last weekend picked a roost out in the open and when we arrived the paparazzi was out in full force by the side of the road and i told Audy that this was her chance to see one.
We spent about an hour watching it snooze until it decided to fly a few feet to a more secluded spot deep in a tree.
Audy found an opening in the tree and i got off a few shots, the bird was wide awake and would later fly down the road further to get away from the mob.
We left it at that, the mob however chased it further still.
Yeh, i got a shot of the bird with it's eyes open in a fairly open spot but so did the other dozen photogs there, nothing too special and the bird didn't look comfortable did it?
Since i had friday off i decided to head out that way again, i was hoping to get a less crowded location than on the weekend.
That wasn't to be as photogs were all over the place, there was even one really close to the bird i spotted in my car on the drive up, perched in a ridiculously open location, i was speechless that there wasn't a crowd in front of it already, no one but me it turned out.
As it turned out, i only got two shots off before the bird itself decided that it's chosen perch was ridiculous and flew a few feet to a perch out of the open.
I got one shot i was really pleased with, even more so because every other photog in the area didn't get it
Since i knew where the bird went to, i decided to walk around a bit and come back later, which i did.
I set up and hid myself as best i could from owl-hungry eyes and spent the next hour watching the bird snooze unmolested.
I admit that in my mind during that time a head-turn (or open eyes) from the bird would have been golden, my position was precarious and i couldn't even move my body much because it would vibrate my tripod (which was on unsteady ground) but i waited patiently.
Eventually, my good thing turned out to be too good and a few people spotted me and decided that they would crash my private party.
My ploy of ignoring everyone didn't work in the end and eventually there was a small crowd gathered, too bad for them the only good uncluttered look was exactly where i was set up. I shouldn't complain too much i guess because the clumsy interlopers made a lot of noise getting to my location and that woke the bird up which turned it's head then and i got my shots, ironically enough.
What wasn't cool though was one person in particular that spotted my bird (yes, today it was my bird because no one else had it before i did that morning) and then went and started blabbing the location to everyone they saw, a crowd starts forming and next thing i see is the poor bird being surrounded from all sides (hey, at least the location i was at the bird was secure and safe since there was a deep ditch full of water between me and it), i was sure the bird would eventually flush when i saw one photog trespass onto the field from the opposite direction but i could watch no more and drove away.
I feel like someone in a glass house with stones when i try to discuss my feelings towards this whole owl/photog relationship because i of course want the same shots as everyone else, i just think photogs should be more discreet, especially when we are talking about these birds in particular that are in decline, you don't really need to tell everyone you see, do you?
Friday, February 1, 2013
American Dipper
Decided to head out to the Sunshine Coast this morning, after getting
off the ferry i picked up an old friend i had recently gotten back in
touch with, he had never been birding before and figured i would take
him out with me shooting.
I'm always hoping for Rock sandpipers and was pretty sure i timed the tides correctly but saw only turnstones, oystercatchers and surfbirds, no Rocky, again.
Took another drive and i decided to check out a creek i know that has an American Dipper every winter, walked a bit further from where i usually see it and saw ideal conditions for a dipper, lots of rocks and a fast-moving current.
Waited a while at the spot but no dice, my buddy motioned me further down the path because he wanted to show me a GBH that he saw land somewhere nearby, i followed him but the bird remained hidden.
On the way back he put the binoculars i lent him to good use when he exclaimed "what's that small bird in the water splashing around?" sure enough, there was my dipper, exactly where i had visualized it earlier.
This turned out to be a pretty good spot and i bettered my shots from 2010 at Goldstream.
It was great that my buddy was able to not only spot but check out a very interesting and cool species from a safe distance while i worked it frantically along the slippery water's edge
high 5 bro!
I'm always hoping for Rock sandpipers and was pretty sure i timed the tides correctly but saw only turnstones, oystercatchers and surfbirds, no Rocky, again.
Took another drive and i decided to check out a creek i know that has an American Dipper every winter, walked a bit further from where i usually see it and saw ideal conditions for a dipper, lots of rocks and a fast-moving current.
Waited a while at the spot but no dice, my buddy motioned me further down the path because he wanted to show me a GBH that he saw land somewhere nearby, i followed him but the bird remained hidden.
On the way back he put the binoculars i lent him to good use when he exclaimed "what's that small bird in the water splashing around?" sure enough, there was my dipper, exactly where i had visualized it earlier.
This turned out to be a pretty good spot and i bettered my shots from 2010 at Goldstream.
It was great that my buddy was able to not only spot but check out a very interesting and cool species from a safe distance while i worked it frantically along the slippery water's edge
high 5 bro!
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