Nice hike this weekend, taking in a couple of new trails. Surprising how cool it was for Labor Day weekend but the trees are starting to feel it as they shed summer colors for fall. Feels like this seasonal change is going to come fast.
One temptation coming from having a long lens is to photograph birds. Bring them up close and personal to admire their colors, shape and look. It’s a great idea but unlike the grand landscape, birds don’t sit still for long. And if they do, it’s usually hundreds of yards away where they can keep an eye on you with plenty of time to flee.
Which comes to the second temptation – photograph flying birds. What a great idea, to stop a bird in flight to admire how they glide through the air. Tricky thing to do, however.
Turns out camera makers have tools to make it easier. With all the gear available for photographers why should this be a surprise. Interestingly, this idea is adapted from the armament business – a sighting tool.
This device sits in the hotshoe on top of the camera and projects a bright red reticle onto glass that you look through instead of the camera’s viewfinder. A couple of simply adjustments ensures alignment between what you place the reticle on and what your camera lens sees. Now instead of squinting through the viewfinder trying to keep a flying bird (or fast car, or airplane, or any moving object) centered in the view, you see the whole scene in front of you while aiming at the subject. Much easier to track a moving object.
I set my camera up for continuous focus using all the focal points available, use the highest frames per second shooting rate and as high a shutter speed as I can get. Then it’s time for birds.
All of these images are seriously cropped from larger versions so they aren’t as crisply sharp as I’d want. One of my first lessons is to not try and learn to do this using swallows as the subject. They can hit a top speed of 40 MPH and seem to be capable of 90 degree turns at that speed. I’m not sure my camera is able to focus fast enough to keep up with their changes in distance and trajectory. Without the eyesight mounted on my camera I doubt being able to even make these images so it works as advertised.
At least I have a goal to reach now, really nice images of flying martins. But I’ll probably practice more on something a little less agile and quick. Maybe like this guy.
No, seriously, something that moves faster than a sloth. I’m thinking my old friends will work just fine.
Bright, sunny day with little wind and a few clouds just screams out for infrared. And these wind generators are the perfect angular subjects amidst the organic scenery.
A summer that at times hardly felt like its promise of heat and humidity is starting to wind down. Erratic trees are showing signs of fall colors, flowers are blossoming out as if for one last fling, migratory birds are grazing continuously as if on a time clock counting down to the trip south. Across it all the colors of summer are brilliant.
All images around Horicon Marsh in Wisconsin.
I keep returning to Horicon Marsh searching for a whooping crane. Now that I’ve got the gear to reach out and touch this rarely seen bird, he seems to be avoiding me. Just have to keep it up, I guess.
Not that the time there is a waste. I’m learning more about the terrain, the roads, the wildlife. Seems the swifts that hang around one of the viewing stands are starting to get used to me. Not that they are any happier about my presence.
My photography colleague Steve Russell is building quite a portfolio of macro images – you should take a look the result of his effort. His technique is usually the traditional approach – macro lens, solid tripod, lots of patience to get the subject framed and exposed to his liking. I’m not as good as Steve at getting close nor as patient to wait for the right moment. Fortunately with my 300mm lens I can stand back and fill the frame. Great for getting tight with a subject you can’t easily get to.
Sure, I could have been like Steve and gotten to this with a macro lens but it would have meant wading through a foot of marsh whereas I was able to stand on the boardwalk and get just as close as I wanted. Like I said, Steve is better at this than me.
The swifts are an interesting crowd. They zip around the boardwalk chasing each other (or invisible insects) all the while chatting about something. For a break, they sit on the rope banister for the boardwalk and chat with each other. Must be lots of gossip to keep up with in the marsh.
At the other end of the activity scale are the egrets and herons. Patiently waiting for the right snack to appear, not getting in a rush for anything. It seems they even take their time talking with each other. Maybe they are sticklers for using just the right sentence structure or word choice.
The marsh serves as a very large nursery each year, as parents raise kids to be a part of the huge avian world. This time of year the youngsters are showing some post-adolescent plumage as they look forward to following their parents south to escape the chill that will cover the marsh with ice and snow. This young sandhill crane, not yet with his red skullcap, is strolling through the fields with mom and dad.
With so much to see there are opportunities for a little abstract, countering the soft, rounded edges of the marsh with man’s insistence on linear and angular.
I’m very pleased with the performance of this lens – it stretches me to be a better photographer for composition, exposure, focus and storytelling.