You won’t often see wildlife pictures on this here blog, generally because wildlife seems to live a long way away from me.
So this picture is an anomaly. Albeit an awesome one.
I was driving my Mom home after doing a raindrop massage – scrolling through radio channels, trying not to spontaneously combust in my hotbox of a car. We turned onto the rural road that leads to the even more rural road that leads to home.
First we saw pheasants – I thought they were quail, but alas. One dude, and three ladies.
Then we drove a little farther, and I saw another largish bird shape in the next field. “Is that another pheasant?” I wondered.
It was waaay bigger than a pheasant. And as we passed I saw the hooked beak and the feathered legs, so I slammed on the brakes. I mean, how often do you come across a red tail hawk just sitting there, not 30 feet away from you?
The adventurous part of the story is when I was stopping the car while craning over my shoulder and just about piloted us into a mailbox.
Anyway, Mom grabbed my camera from the back and we swapped to the telephoto lens super fast, the spent a good half hour photographing this guy.
I think he was younger – appeared to be somewhat smaller than others I’ve seen. But who’s the bird expert? (Hint! Definitely not me!)
And it would figure, the moment I look away, he takes off.
But I got this shot too, so I’m not too sore.