Woodlife

The temperature went up into the low twenties centigrade this weekend in the East of England with bright sunshine. There was an air of expectancy as I made my way into Poor Park woods on Saturday.

Watching wildlife is like playing golf – not that I play myself, but I hear it all the time from my old man. You can employ all the tricks you know and you can even be a good player, but when you have a bad day, you certainly have a bad day. All your shots seems to land in the bunker.

I came up with a big fat zero as far as photographing anything interesting and eventually had to content myself with photographing snails and bugs.

After a while I started to get fascinated with the macro world, but inexperience showed as most of the photos came out blurred.

Sunday, and I was up with the larks and heading off to Broaks wood. I wanted to get some more video footage of the dragonflies.

I saw the usual suspects; Four-spotted chasers, Small reds, Azures, and Broad-bodied chasers. I also saw a one of the hawkers (difficult to ID on the wing) and a Banded-demoiselle although I couldn’t get any footage of the last two. They were just too quick for me and wouldn’t settle.

I realised that the idea of this next big High Definition production with dragonflies as the subject isn’t going to be as easy as I thought. In fact, I think it’s going to take me a good couple of  months to capture what I really want to show and make it worthwhile.

I was contemplating this in a state of melancholy sitting on a log before heading back to the car. I had spent the best part 2-days and all I had to show was blurred bugs and dodgy dragonflies. Then I looked up…

A Muntjac doe about 20 yards away. Hole in one!!

Thanks for the visit.

Pablo.