For my USCG Brothers and Sisters
After a few hours of walking the beaches and buildings of Ft. Pickens Florida, it was time to head back to camp and participate in the day’s activities. While driving the winding two lane road home, this adult eagle flying low caught the corner of my eye. Being totally caught off guard sometimes requires one to do stupid things, a mental state I visit without hesitation.
Punching the gas with my right foot, maintaining steering control with my left knee all the while trying to maneuver my nearly three-foot-long big glass lens and camera from the passenger seat…not easy while attached to a 20-inch monopod with both arms. I surely resembled a tangled-up puppet to any observer.
Matching the eagles speed on a winding road was no small feat, getting a shot between sand dunes and sea grasses and oats proved to be very frustrating. The session didn’t last long as handholding my lens out the window with oncoming RV traffic spurred a moment of seldom seen maturity, requiring me to take proper control of my car. At this point I just assumed I didn’t get a single shot of a favorite subject.
It was nearly a month later that I reached this area of captures for editing. Of sixteen photos taken, two were in focus. This one is my favorite of the two as it has a bokeh background of the USCG Medium Endurance Cutter Decisive, WMEC-629 moored across the bay in Pensacola.
Being a Navy man, I respect our little brothers, especially my fellow chiefs in the Coast Guard.
Irresponsible driving while taking eagle photos before dementia!
For my USCG Brothers and Sisters
After a few hours of walking the beaches and buildings of Ft. Pickens Florida, it was time to head back to camp and participate in the day’s activities. While driving the winding two lane road home, this adult eagle flying low caught the corner of my eye. Being totally caught off guard sometimes requires one to do stupid things, a mental state I visit without hesitation.
Punching the gas with my right foot, maintaining steering control with my left knee all the while trying to maneuver my nearly three-foot-long big glass lens and camera from the passenger seat…not easy while attached to a 20-inch monopod with both arms. I surely resembled a tangled-up puppet to any observer.
Matching the eagles speed on a winding road was no small feat, getting a shot between sand dunes and sea grasses and oats proved to be very frustrating. The session didn’t last long as handholding my lens out the window with oncoming RV traffic spurred a moment of seldom seen maturity, requiring me to take proper control of my car. At this point I just assumed I didn’t get a single shot of a favorite subject.
It was nearly a month later that I reached this area of captures for editing. Of sixteen photos taken, two were in focus. This one is my favorite of the two as it has a bokeh background of the USCG Medium Endurance Cutter Decisive, WMEC-629 moored across the bay in Pensacola.
Being a Navy man, I respect our little brothers, especially my fellow chiefs in the Coast Guard.
Irresponsible driving while taking eagle photos before dementia!