Oct 032010
 

This last trip at Yellowstone was a little different.

This article may explain a lot of what was experienced….

Yellowstone Wolves Teach Nature Knows Best

More than half of the third day photographing the “wild” at Yellowstone was spent with a Coyote.  Way off the beaten path.  He was hunting.  I was following.  Needed that perfect exposure.  Perfect background.  And perfect execution by the Coyote.  As one hour turned to two and soon four I was almost out of memory in my CF card.  A total of 98 GB had been burned…….

Then the shot was there.  It was late.  The ISO was turned up to almost 8000 (did that a few times this trip with great results..stay tuned).  Zing, Zing, Zing, Zing…four shots.  Literally the last four of that outing!

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Coyote Jump 4

I couldn’t resist the layer blend!!!!

Coyote Jump Pano

 Posted by at 9:30 PM
Oct 032010
 

From the house you can hear GUNFIRE!!!!!

Shotgun fire can be heard from my house again.  It’s waterfowl hunting season again.  The time when the wild fowl’s lives are in jeopardy.  I don’t keep track of what is in season to be killed….swan, pheasant, duck, geese?  All I know is that everyone that gets carried out in a bags has NO chance of being photographed.  Don’t get me wrong.  I am not jumping up and down angry at hunters.  No.  If it wasn’t for them there would probably not be as many places to photograph waterfowl near my home.  But it’s like this….

When leaving today after photographing a beautiful Western Grebe family the DNR agent stopped me near the gate.

“what did you pick up today?”

He asked referencing what fowl had I shot and was taking home for some reason.

“I shot a grebe family over and over and left them there for others to enjoy”

I said while pointing at my not so tiny lens sitting on the console.

“Nice”

He replied with a huge grin.

This Western Grebe family consisted of two “youngerlings” and a parent.   I watched as the parent would dive and bring up fish for the kids.  Pretty dang cool morning I would say.  Even if I felt like I was in the middle of a war zone!

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 Posted by at 9:00 PM
Oct 012010
 

Hayden Valley has some good little hikes.

It’s dry to the west of the main road.  Lots of sage brush.  Probably lots of critters that like dry summer climates are out here.  Mice, snakes, bugs, buffalo, coyote, etc.etc.

Out for a daily walk.  In west Hayden Valley.  About a quarter mile from the road I had the living “heeby jeebys” scared out of me.  Always on  the look out for bears.  In Hayden you can seen far (at least where i go). All of a sudden about 200′ ahead, in the sage brush a Great Blue Heron POPS it’s head up.  Bout wet my pants!  What the heck is a Blue Heron doing out here in the sage brush?

Great Blue Heron Sage head up

Seriously my first thought was that it was a King Cobra or the like!  I froze.  Then he lowered his head slowly.  I very carefully brought out my 600 lens.  Handheld!!!!!  I really wanted a shot.  I Inched forward.  Then looked up again!

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What the heck? A bird I have always seen “IN” water.  Fishing.  No fish out here!!!!!!  Really weird.  I guess I have some homework to do.  Why are you out here?

Great Blue Heron Sage head turn border

The lens was soon too heavy to hold.  As I put it back in my backpack the Heron flew off.  I watched through my binoculars.  After a brisk walk and short drive I found the Heron on the Yellowstone River.  More common surroundings…..I hope!

Great Blue Heron on river


 Posted by at 5:55 PM
2016