You never know what you'll see next. I was holding my camera on my lap as Bill drove us through the wetlands west of Eugene OR. Diana, in the back seat, yelled that a big bird was right beside the road. Bill stomped on the brake, then backed up slowly, watching for traffic in his rear view mirror. I craned my neck, wondering what I had missed seeing.
“Get your camera ready!” Bill yelled, looking back over his shoulder as he pulled off the road.
I was already ripping off my lens cap, turning on the camera and rolling down my window. “What am I looking for?” I shouted.
Diana shrieked, “There’s a heron right beside the road! He’s got a snake!”
There’s nothing more difficult than twisting around in your seat to take photos out a car window of something you’ve driven past. I felt like a pretzel as I squinted through the camera viewer and focused on the Great Blue Heron which was, by this time, flapping away from us. Luckily, his burden was heavy and he came to earth in the pasture nearby. I hated that he had put so much distance between us. Fortunately, I already had my 70 mm to 300 mm zoom lens on the camera.
Sometimes the subjects of photos are out of range and unfocused, but still worth keeping for the story they tell. The photos I got were poor quality, yet I was intrigued by the action.
In late October of 2010, we headed for Colorado to photograph the elk during rutting season. They were thick on the ground! Unfortunately, they were most active at twilight, before dawn and after sunset. During the day they tended to rest in the shade of trees and chew their cuds. It's difficult to photograph anything at twilight. We witnessed a lot of activity at those times without coming away with any usable photos. Discouraging, since some of the shots captured lascivious behavior.
We searched for elk in the Rocky Mountain National Park during the day and felt lucky to spot small herds at a distance. Closing in on them triggered a game of hide and seek in the trees. One day, in frustration, we turned the car toward the town of Estes Park on the border of the park. To our astonishment, we found that many elk had encroached upon the town and were taking their afternoon siestas on the median strips alongside major roadways. They ignored both traffic and curious pedestrians (although storekeepers warned us that there was a risk in getting too close). Is it cheating to photograph wildlife from the car window while stopped at a red light?
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