Persistence
My typical attempts to capture a belted kingfisher go like this:
A Kingfisher rattles away in the distance. I follow the sound and see the bird perched above the water. I take two steps and off it flies, only to land a bit farther away. I follow, get semi-close, raise my camera and off it goes again. Repeat. And repeat. And repeat. Until I give up.
Not this time.
Last week we stayed in a condo that overlooked the Arkansas River. I opened the sliding door to go out onto the deck to listen and marvel at the beautiful stream right below me when I heard a familiar rattle. A female kingfisher was sitting on the deck post of the condo next door! I grabbed my camera, snuck back onto the deck and snapped a few quick shots in bad light before she flew off. This was as close as I had ever been to one. She had obviously staked a claim to the condo deck posts and used them to spot fish in the river below. Now, would I see her again?
I left the sliding door cracked so I could listen better and sure enough I heard her again. Over the next few days this went on until I could get her in the kind of light that worked for a decent image. Finally!
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Persistence
My typical attempts to capture a belted kingfisher go like this:
A Kingfisher rattles away in the distance. I follow the sound and see the bird perched above the water. I take two steps and off it flies, only to land a bit farther away. I follow, get semi-close, raise my camera and off it goes again. Repeat. And repeat. And repeat. Until I give up.
Not this time.
Last week we stayed in a condo that overlooked the Arkansas River. I opened the sliding door to go out onto the deck to listen and marvel at the beautiful stream right below me when I heard a familiar rattle. A female kingfisher was sitting on the deck post of the condo next door! I grabbed my camera, snuck back onto the deck and snapped a few quick shots in bad light before she flew off. This was as close as I had ever been to one. She had obviously staked a claim to the condo deck posts and used them to spot fish in the river below. Now, would I see her again?
I left the sliding door cracked so I could listen better and sure enough I heard her again. Over the next few days this went on until I could get her in the kind of light that worked for a decent image. Finally!
Thanks so much for your views, likes and comments!
© 2019 Craig Goettsch - All rights reserved. Any unauthorized use without permission is prohibited.