It’s been hectic around here since our return from Maine but I finally downloaded the camera today. The morning we left to return home I got up as soon as it started getting light (about 4:30am that far north) and paddled across the lake to the marsh. With camera and fishing rod I was after two things: moose and pickerel. A pickerel is like a junior pike – all teeth and attitude, hits like mad and is great fun on light tackle. I got a few on the return trip but first I paddled silently deep into the marsh and was not disappointed.
If you look closely you’ll spot two brown blobs in the middle of the image: a big cow moose and her calf, probably last year’s judging by its size. (As always you can click on the images to enlarge them.) I was shooting with my big lens, a stabilized 100-400mm zoom on my Canon 50D. It has the smaller sensor which multiplies your lens by 1.6 so I was effectively shooting at 640mm zoom. As you can tell I wasn’t that close but the wind was in my favor. Keeping what little cover I had available I paddled straight towards them to minimize relative motion. Moose have an incredible sense of smell and hearing but their eyesight isn’t the best. I was able to get my bright red canoe within 100 yards of them and I hung out behind a clump of brush for over 30 minutes shooting away.
Until the wind shifted.
Momma gave me the evil eye and then they vanished into the trees. It never ceases to amaze me how something so large can move silently through the thick woods.
{ 1 comment }
BEAUTIFUL, STEVE!!!
Comments on this entry are closed.