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  • Quail in Flight at Point Reyes

    I was driving along one of the roads in Point Reyes when I spotted a California Quail on a fence post next to the road. I have quite a few photos of California Quail at Abbott’s Lagoon, but I hadn’t yet gotten a chance at a good photo elsewhere in the park.

    While the quail are easily accessible on the lagoon trail, there are only so many backgrounds and angles possible. The fences they perch on at the lagoon are surrounded with coyote brush, so it isn’t easy to get a shot along the fence line. Out on the main road, however, the fences are in grass fields, so there are more possible angles.

    I went to line up a shot with good lighting on the bird and a vista in the background. The quail didn’t hang out long enough for the shot, flying down to join the rest of the covey.

    I’d like to say this shot was planned, but I actually took my finger off the shutter button once the quail started flying, since my composition was totally busted. Two seconds later, I was kicking myself because I’d never gotten a quail in flight before. As luck would have it, I caught a single frame of the quail in flight before I stopped shooting!

    I had dialed in settings for a perched bird, so the quail’s wings and eye were a little blurry. I ended up using Topaz Sharpen to fix that up because this was too good of an image to pass up. Next time I’m shooting perpendicular to a perched quail, I’ll give myself a bit of extra shutter speed!

    February 6, 2023
    California Quail, Marin, North Bay, Point Reyes
  • Bobcats in Point Reyes

    I’ve made something like ten trips to Point Reyes by now. I’ve gotten some great coyote, harrier, hawk, quail, and heron photos, among others. One thing that’s eluded me so far is the iconic Point Reyes Bobcat.

    In the summer, I did an outing with Daniel Dietrich of Point Reyes Safaris. Daniel says he sees a Bobcat on about 75% of his tours. We had a brief glimpse of a Bobcat during that trip, but I wasn’t able to get any photos. After striking out on my own over the past 6 months, I decided it was time to get more guidance from a pro. So, on the final Sunday of January, Daniel and I headed out to search for Bobcats.

    It took a while for things to warm up. We found some Great-Horned Owls, but they were way up in a tree, out of reach for a decent shot. We found a Red-Tailed Hawk on a fence post, but it flew off before we even had a chance to stop the car. It’s possible most of the wildlife were staying somewhere safe and cozy out of the howling wind.

    Eventually we got some action when Daniel spotted a Coyote in the road ahead of us. I’ve gotten a lot better at spotting wildlife in Point Reyes, but Daniel sees it when it’s practically a smudge in the distance. The earlier we see the animal, the better we can observe its behavior and plan an approach that keeps it calm and willing to put up with pesky photographers.

    One of the odd things about this Coyote is that I never got a shot of it with its eyes open! It spent a lot of time facing away from me, so it’s likely it just squinted when facing into the blustery wind.

    The Coyote was hunting in a field filled with dead branches, which gave me an opportunity to work on my manual focus technique. I can normally rely on autofocus, but with so many obstructions the only way to prevent the camera grabbing onto something in the foreground is to switch to manual. I’m still not great at manual, but this was one of my best efforts yet.

    I really liked the photo of the Coyote meeting one of the ranchers’ cows. The wildlife usually treat the cattle more or less like part of the landscape. From my experience, this degree of acknowledgement is a rare sign of respect towards a dairy cow.

    Things got even more exciting when Daniel spotted our first Bobcat. See if you can find it in the photo above. Here again, heading out with Daniel was well worth it. I’d give myself less than 50/50 odds of spotting a Bobcat at that distance. In fact, I’ve probably seen them at this distance on multiple visits without even realizing it!

    Unfortunately, the Bobcat moved off towards a restricted access section of the park, so we had to keep going. Still no bobcat photos, but we were getting warmer.

    It was getting close to 11 am and I was getting hungry after our 7 am start, so I took out my sandwich. Naturally, as soon as I started eating, Daniel spotted another Bobcat, this one much closer.

    Closer is a relative term. To the naked eye, the Bobcat looked like a dark smudge in front of some dead grass. Looking through my 200-600 mm lens, I had my first recognizable photo of a Bobcat!

    The Bobcat was sitting on a gopher hole, alternating between staring intently at its potential next meal and giving us disdainful looks. We hung back at the car so as to not spoil the Bobcat’s meal and our chance for a photo of a Bobcat with a gopher in its mouth. (The photos are cropped more tightly than the first shot).

    Eventually the Bobcat gave up on the gopher hole and started coming our way a little. It wandered around a bit, briefly staked out the gopher again, and then headed over the ridge. We were able to follow it for a bit, but it eventually disappeared without allowing any more photos.

    On our way back down the road, we spotted an American Kestrel. I’d only just gotten my first good kestrel photo the previous day. This looked to be an even better opportunity, with a surprisingly tolerant bird against a nice and distance background. Sadly, someone blasted by going way too fast on a dirt road and scared the bird away before I could photograph it facing the right direction.

    It was getting towards 11:30 so I started in on my sandwich. Naturally, as soon as I started eating we spotted the Bobcat again. After we’d lost track of it, it had headed over to the adjacent field.

    This time we got a little closer to the Bobcat. While we continued to get disdainful looks, it didn’t seem too fussed about our presence. After sitting for a bit, the Bobcat decided it had more important business to attend to, and headed down into a ravine.

    We spotted one more Bobcat on our way of of the park. We didn’t get a great background and the the noon heat was starting to create significant haze. It was still great to get to watch one of these wild cats go about its business, mostly indifferent to our presence.

    Daniel had graciously offered to spend a little bit of extra time with me to make sure we found a Bobcat. Having found not one, but two, we wrapped up our tour. I’d been in Point Reyes for the whole weekend, so I headed back to the city with a full memory card and some more unforgettable memories.

    January 30, 2023
    American Kestrel, Bobcat, Coyote, Marin, North Bay, Point Reyes
  • Elephant Seals and Coyote in Point Reyes

    I took a weekend trip to Point Reyes in order to have an outing with Daniel Dietrich of Point Reyes Safaris. I spent the first day on my own, before spending a day with Daniel.

    Bear Valley Visitor Center

    My first stop on the way up from the city was the Bear Valley visitor center. I’d seen Townsend’s Warblers on the Woodpecker Trail last year, so I wanted to take another look. This winter has been depressingly devoid of Townsend’s photographs for me. Unfortunately, I didn’t see any warblers. There were Black-Tailed Deer browsing in the field next to the forest. The light was pretty harsh, but I managed some decent shots.

    Drakes Beach

    My next stop was Drakes Beach to see the Elephant Seals. I expected I would just make a quick stop, but ended up spending three hours there.

    It was an incredible scene. The seals started hauling out near the Drakes Beach visitor center during the 2019 government shutdown when there weren’t humans around to scare them off. This year’s storms pushed the seals off other parts of the beach and onto the section right near the parking lot. As a result, there are seals resting, birthing, nursing, and fighting just on the other side of a temporary safety barrier from a publicly accessible parking lot.

    Other Elephant Seal gathering spots in Point Reyes have a large buffer zone during pupping season. I suspect the park is hoping a closer human presence will prevent the seals making the parking lot a regular pupping ground.

    When I first arrived, a bull was mating a cow right up against the barrier. The light was too harsh for good photographs, but it was an incredible event to witness up close. This was not a very romantic affair, with the male holding down the female as her recently weaned pup scrambled out of the way. I was so close that I used my iPhone to make the video.

    An elephant seal colony is a very chaotic place, with seals piled on and next to each other howling, flinging sand, nursing, mating, jostling for position, and fighting for dominance. The beach itself is off limits for everyone’s safety, so it can be tough to get just the right angle.

    But, when everything lined up, the beach afforded a rare opportunity to photograph these unique animals up close. This photo shows the difference between a young bull and a mature, more dominant one.

    Amidst all the chaos, tender moments would happen, as the pups enjoyed their brief bond with their mothers.

    This photo of a scarred cow is a reminder of what a hard life these cuddly-looking mammals lead. While hauled out to birth and nurse their pups, the cows are unable to feed. The bulls are no help, spending their time fighting for the right to mate with newly fertile cows. As soon as the pups are weaned, the cows depart, leaving the pups to fend for themselves. Back in the ocean, the seals engage in a delicate balancing act between hunting smaller sea life and avoiding larger predators. This seal appears to have survived an attack, likely from an orca or great white shark.

    Drakes Beach Road

    As I was leaving the beach, I spotted a Coyote browsing next to the road. I found a safe place to park and doubled back on foot.

    The Coyote surprised me by coming my way instead of moving off in the opposite direction. It wasn’t threatening, but it also wasn’t letting itself be intimidated by my presence.

    This particular spot gave me a good opportunity to play with different foreground and background layers. Point Reyes has so many gently rolling hills, so I tried to bring out the the variation in terrain through the different layers I included in the photos.

    I realized after following the Coyote for a bit that it was favoring one of its hind legs. It could walk on it, but when trotting it switched to a three-legged gait. The Coyote sat down to rest on the side of a hill, and I moved on to let it focus on hunting without worrying about avoiding a photographer.

    My last subject was an American Kestrel. American Kestrels are the smallest raptor in North America. They’re also the prettiest, in my opinion. American Kestrels are more closely related to Peregrine Falcons than to the Eurasian and African true kestrels. As is common in nature, American Kestrels evolved from a different ancestor to fill a similar niche to the true kestrels.

    While American Kestrels are one of the more common raptors in North America, I’ve yet to get a good photograph because they’re skittish and hard to approach. I happened to notice this one flying at the edge of the field in which I’d been photographing the Coyote. It turned out that it had caught a mouse and was search for a perch on which to savor its meal. Unfortunately (or fortunately for those blog readers who’d prefer an air of mystery around raptors’ diets), it wasn’t interested in eating in my presence, so after a brief pause on a fence post it flew over the hill.

    January 28, 2023
    American Kestrel, Black-Tailed Deer, Coyote, Elephant Seal, Marin, North Bay, Point Reyes
  • Red-Tailed Hawk Over San Francisco

    I visited Corona Heights Park to look for a Bewick’s Wren an ebirder has seen pretty consistently (I’ve been on a bit of a Bewick’s Wren kick lately). I didn’t track down the wren, but a Red-Tailed Hawk flew in while I was searching.

    I’ve seen hawks at this park on each of my three visits so far. It’s got scattered trees on top of a high hill, so I imagine it’s a perfect vantage point from which to hunt.

    I tried a portrait (below), which didn’t work very well given there was nothing but light cloud behind the hawk. So, I tried zooming out to get a photo of the bird and the city. The San Francisco waterfront is on the near side of the bay while the Oakland harbor is on the far side.

    January 25, 2023
    Corona Heights Park, Red-Tailed Hawk, San Francisco
  • Stinson Beach King Tide

    For the late January king tide, I knew I wanted to head to Stinson Beach. The weather forecast called for scattered offshore clouds, perfect for some sunset photography.

    The king tides, in addition to bringing the highest high tides, also bring the lowest low tides. In the winter the lowest tides of the cycle appear to happen near sunset. I’m unclear if this is just a happy coincidence for the next few years or a regular hydrological phenomenon, but it’s very convenient for photographing wintering shorebirds.

    At the lowest tides, Stinson Beach’s tidal flats are exposed, extending dozens of feet from the beach. This large flat expanse creates amazing opportunities for shorebird photography.

    The tidal flats used to extend dozens of feet, anyway. The New Year’s atmospheric river changed all of that. As illustrated in this tweet, a layer of sand over a foot deep was eroded away. Most of the tidal flat was washed out to sea. The end result was that this extremely low tide looked more like high tide did before the storm.

    In addition to the lack of beach, there was also a lack of birds. In the winter of 2021-2022, I would often see dozens of curlews and other sandpipers at Stinson Beach. So far, I’ve only seen a handful on each of my visits this winter.

    At first, all we could find was this typically shy willet. It was at least kind enough to stand facing into the light, but it didn’t present much in the way of exciting composition opportunities. I was started to worry that the rare confluence of tide, clouds, and sunset would go to waste.

    We saw a curlew in the distance. I perked up a bit at the sight. Long-billed curlews tend to feed higher up the beach than willets or godwits, so a curlew would give me a variety of looks. The curlew flew off before we even got a chance to get close to it. Things really weren’t looking good, but there was yet another curlew further in the distance.

    Sometimes it just takes a single bird to make a photography outing. This curlew was very tolerant. It was feeding on a nice and flat sand spit. It appeared to really like this one spot. For the entire evening, it walked back and forth in front of me on that sand spit, on occasion coming closer than my 200-600 mm lens’s 7 foot minimum focus distance.

    I started out on the sand spit, facing towards the beach and away from the water. This gave great lighting on the birds as golden hour got started. The light was changing pretty rapidly as the sun poked in and out of clouds, so some photos turned out better than others.

    In addition to giving me nice and soft front lighting on the birds, my position right near the water created a decent separation from the dunes and cliffs behind the beach. This was more important than I was used to, what with the beach being so narrow. Lying down on the beach right at water’s edge also meant I couldn’t see waves coming. Inevitably, I got hit by one of the larger waves. My camera and I both got fairly wet, but the camera kept working.

    Not wanting to tempt fate, we moved up the beach, took the battery out of the camera, and watched the sunset. Once the sun was getting close to the horizon, I took out my backup camera and headed back down the beach. The curlew was still in more or less the same spot. This time, I stayed uphill from the curlew, facing toward the water and well away from the swash zone.

    Facing toward the water also meant facing toward the sun, which gave an opportunity for more of a backlit look.

    The light was changing fairly quickly as the sun got closer and closer to the horizon.

    While I was trying to face the ocean, my friend (I felt like we were friends by this point) occasionally obliged me by walking uphill from my spot on the beach. I was pretty much staying in the same spot, swiveling to track the curlew. This curlew was happy to walk back and forth in front of me, so there was no need to get up and risk scaring it off.

    I was so pleased with this shot. If I’m quibbling, the curlew would have been better a little further to the left. Anything but a square composition looks off as a result. That aside, this was one of the shots I’d envisioned when I headed to the beach, and my friend was kind enough to provide it.

    After the sun dipped below the horizon, I mostly shot silhouettes.

    In retrospect, I paid a lot of attention to trying to get the right composition, and much less to adjusting for the light as the curlew moved towards and away from the sun. I missed a lot of opportunities to crank up the exposure (higher ISO, lower shutter speed), and get a nice soft landscape with the curlew illuminated by the blue hour light. Things to try out on my next outing.

    I’m worried about Stinson Beach. A lot of the beach was washed away by the storm. With houses, streets, and parking lots directly behind the beach there isn’t anywhere for the beach to retreat to. If higher temperatures cause this kind of storm to become a regular event, the beach could all but disappear in my lifetime.

    That’s not the cheeriest note to end a post on, but while the beach is still there, I’ll be checking the tide tables and the weather forecast to find days with low tides, promising sunsets, and friendly long-billed shorebirds.

    January 21, 2023
    Long-Billed Curlew, Marin, North Bay, Stinson Beach, Willet
  • Northern Harrier at Point Reyes

    This is a slightly more punched up for Instagram edit of a photo from my big day at Point Reyes.

    January 18, 2023
    Northern Harrier, Point Reyes
  • Bewick’s Wren at Palo Alto Baylands

    Between getting over a cold and waiting out the most epic storms the Bay Area has seen in decades, I haven’t gotten many opportunities for photography in 2023. I finally was able to take advantage of a break in the weather to visit the Palo Alto Baylands.

    While I was walking around, I heard the distinctive trill of a Bewick’s Wren. I’ve only recently started looking for wrens, after photographing Carolina Wrens in Raleigh, and photographing the unrelated fairywrens in Sydney.

    Wrens are such fun birds. They love to dash around wagging their long tails, skipping up to a high perch to belt out of an elaborate song, and then running off keep insect populations in check. Happily for photographers, they don’t like getting too high off the ground.

    I see a lot of Carolina Wren photographs on Instagram, but fewer photos of Bewick’s Wrens. I’m not quite sure why, but I suspect it’s a combination of Bewick’s Wrens being a bit harder to find and being a bit more drab than their eastern cousins. Their population has been decreasing as they’ve been outcompeted by House Wrens in the eastern US. House Wrens have a nasty habit of knocking Bewick’s Wren eggs out of nest to limit their ability to compete!

    Fortunately, Bewick’s Wrens are doing better on the west coast. We’re also lucky to have one of the more colorful Bewick’s Wrens subspecies here in the Bay Area. No matter where you go, however, a Bewick’s Wren will always sport a very jaunty stripe on its brow.

    This was just a quick outing, and I didn’t have the right gear to wallow in the mud like I usually would. As a result, I didn’t get any great opportunities at the ducks and shorebirds that were flying around enjoying low tide on the mudflats. I got a nice photo of a Black Phoebe, and a fellow park visitor enjoying the view.

    January 16, 2023
    American Avocet, Bewick's Wren, Black Phoebe, Palo Alto Baylands
  • Night Heron at the Palace of Fine Arts

    I stopped by the Palace of Fine Arts after striking out at the Fort Mason Community Garden. It was well after sunset, but I figured the Black-Crowned Night Herons would be active. They were indeed, and a nearby houses’s holiday lights provided a good background reflecting off the lagoon.

    The best part was hearing some kids trying to identify the bird. Their verdict was some kind of falcon.

    Click the image to view camera settings.

    January 14, 2023
    Black-Crowned Night Heron, San Francisco, SF Palace of Fine Arts
  • Late December in Point Reyes

    After a month split between Minnesota and Hawaii, I was due for another trip to Point Reyes. I’ve been averaging about two trips a month since I first started going in August this year. There’s no predicting what I’m going to see on any given trip, but I’ve yet to be disappointed.

    The weather forecast had called for cloudy skies all day, but it was bright and sunny when I arrived, with distant clouds on the horizon. Weather forecasts in Point Reyes always need to be taken with a grain of salt.

    I wasn’t spoiled with hawks like I had been in November. I watched an American Kestrel dismember some prey high up on a utility pole, but it didn’t fly off until I had already given up on waiting for it to come down, 15 minutes later. An immature Red-Shouldered Hawk had some prey on a fence post, but it wanted nothing to do with me when I pulled up on the other side of the road.

    With the rut over, the Tule Elk bulls were docile again. They also seemed to be in a bit of perverse mood. It’s entirely possible I’m projecting.

    A Great Blue Heron was hunting in the field near the elk. This would have been a stunning set of photos in late evening light.

    A couple of hours in, I didn’t have nearly as much to show for my visit as I’d had the past few times. Things started to change as I approached Abbotts Lagoon.

    I spotted a Coyote in a field next Pierce Point Road. I parked, slithered under the fence, and followed the Coyote as it hunted for gophers. Eventually it disappeared behind a hillock. I carefully worked my way to the top and discovered not one but two Coyotes on the other side.

    I continued to follow as the Coyotes worked their way through some sedges. It turned out a third Coyote had been hiding in the sedges watching the other two hunt. It leapt up as I approached and everyone ran off. That felt like more than enough disturbance, so I headed back to my car.

    On the way back to my car, I came across a Say’s Phoebe. While I have plenty of Black Phoebe photos, I haven’t worked much with Say’s Phoebes. Unfortunately, the light was still a bit harsh and I couldn’t get very close in the open field.

    I continued down the road a few hundred yards, parked at the Abbotts Lagoon trailhead and set out down the path to see what I could find.

    As with the rest of the park, there were fewer hawks than on my recent visits.

    A Black-Tailed Deer decided to hop out of the adjoining field and onto the the walking trail before bounding off into the bushes.

    For the first time in quite a while, I saw California Quail up off the ground doing their sentinel thing. One of them tried to balance on a wire, which is quite a bit more precarious for a quail than for a sparrow!

    As sunset was approaching, I spotted one of the Coyotes from earlier. It was browsing for gophers in the field next to the walking trail.

    The first Coyote was quickly joined by one of the other Coyotes from the field. Judging from the high tail, it was a happy reunion.

    I managed to get a video of the two Coyotes. It’s moments like these that keep me coming back to Point Reyes over and over. With the tail wagging and the playing, it looks like they’re very pleased to see each other. I’m guessing they’re mates.

    Unfortunately, it also looks like the male has injured its tail somehow. The fur is missing from the bottom half of the tail. Hopefully this isn’t a case of mange or Cushing disease, both of which are bad news for wild canids.

    The third Coyote from earlier was watching the first two again. I’m not clear on how they’re related. This Coyote is clearly tolerated by the others, but keeps a bit of a distance. Maybe it’s one of their offspring. The alpha pair will keep some of their kids around to help raise pups. If the pack gets larger than the available prey can support, some of the older kids get kicked out to keep the pack at a sustainable size (which varies from 3-7 adults).

    The male Coyote eventually hopped the fence to the hiking trail and headed back the way I had come from.

    Meanwhile, a Northern Harrier started cruising around the bushes near the hiking trail. 10 minutes after sunset isn’t the best time to take flight shots, but the harrier was moving slowly enough that these turned out pretty well!

    I wrapped up with a few more photos of the female Coyote, and then headed back to the car.

    The female ended up getting getting ahead of me. As I got close to the parking lot, I came across the two of them in the bushes near the trail. They got up and bounded away, doing a steeplechase over the coyote bushes on the way towards the lagoon.

    December 22, 2022
    Abbotts Lagoon, Black-Tailed Deer, California Quail, Coyote, Great Blue Heron, North Bay, Northern Harrier, Point Reyes, Tule Elk
  • Action-Packed Day at Point Reyes

    I love going to Point Reyes whenever I get a chance. I’ve never had a bad outing, but every once in a while I have a day that really brings home what an amazing spot we have just an hour and a half from San Francisco.

    As I frequently do, I started out driving toward Drakes Beach. I didn’t see much until I got to Drakes Beach Road. As I was passing the ranch house, I noticed a Red-Tailed Hawk flying onto a chimney. I pulled over, but couldn’t get an interesting shot. I was about to get going again, when I noticed something to my left.

    It turned out there was a Coyote polishing off a rodent near the side of the road. Naturally, I got out to investigate further. The Coyote moved down the hill a bit, so I slipped under the fence to follow.

    There wasn’t just one Coyote, there were three of them! I didn’t manage a shot of all three in one frame, but I got this tender moment. Based on their relative sizes I think this is either a male and his mate or a parent and a juvenile.

    The Coyotes didn’t seem to mind me. They were content to sniff around for gophers within easy reach of my 600 mm lens. They were aware of my presence and generally moving away from me, but they were in no hurry as they kept browsing for gophers while giving me the occasional glance.

    I really like the layering in these photos.

    Eventually, the Coyotes had enough of this field and trotted away on a game trail. I got ready to pack up and head to the car. Then I looked up the hill towards the car.

    We had an observer. I’m not sure how long it had been up there, but this Coyote appeared to be following the pack I’d just been photographing. It made its way down the hill, not showing any deference to the calling card the pack had left. I, naturally, started photographing the new arrival.

    I was really proud of this shot. I saw the Coyote disappear behind some coyote bush, scanned for an opening, and waited for it to pop out framed by bushes on each side. I like that I was able to bring more of the habitat into the photo, and do a bit of a variation on a basic face shot.

    After the Coyote had been nosing around for a few minutes, I noticed it looking up at the sky, which seemed a bit unusual.

    It turned out a Northern Harrier was hunting just over the ridge, occasionally riding the breeze up to the top of the ridge. This was the best shot I got of the two of them together.

    The Harrier eventually made its way over the ridge and started hunting on our side of the hill. At this point, I was sharing a field with a Coyote while a Northern Harrier flew in circles around me. I’d never experienced anything remotely like that before.

    There must have been something attracting all these predators because I also started hearing Red-Tailed Hawks calling up above. They didn’t come within photographing range, but a couple of them kept circling the field.

    Finally, one of the Red-Tailed Hawks went to land on a tree near the road. I headed up to try to photograph it, at which point the only battery I had with me died. The rest were all back in the car. That seemed like a good cue to wrap things up and move on.

    My next stop was the bull elk herd near Drakes Beach. The sun had come out, so I didn’t have great light to work with. I really liked the light pattern the haze made on the hills behind the elk, so I tried for a more silhouetted look. I admit to taking plenty of liberties with the color temperature in post!

    I found a Townsend’s Warbler at Drakes Beach, but it stayed high up in its tree and didn’t yield any good photographs.

    My next encounter was all luck. I pulled into the parking lot at Abbotts Lagoon, got out of the car, and started packing my camera equipment into my bag. Suddenly, I noticed a pair of photographers headed my way, telephoto lens at the ready. I looked up and realized I had parked right in front of a juvenile Red-Shouldered Hawk perched on a bush! I got a few photographs off before it flew off to a nearby bush. While it didn’t appear to mind one photographer packing up its gear, three proved too many.

    The Red-Shouldered Hawk’s path ended up mirroring my own, so as I started walking down the trail at Abbott’s Lagoon, it flew along, sometimes getting ahead of me, sometimes letting me get ahead to photograph it with the sun at my back. It perched both on fence posts and on bushes.

    Normally I would leave a hawk alone after disturbing it from its perch. In this case it was flying along a well-trafficked foot path, so there was no point hanging back. Other visitors were coming and going along the path and it mostly went about its business.

    Conditions can change very rapidly at Point Reyes. Less than five minutes elapsed from the first of these photos to the last.

    This last perch was our parting spot. After this it continued working along a fence line heading out perpendicularly from the trail, while I continued the trail down to the lagoon.

    The weather was too foggy near the lagoon for much in the way of photography. I spotted some Wilson’s Snipes for a group of birders, who were quite pleased to see their first snipes of the season. A river otter was feeding and attending to the call of nature near the lagoon.

    As I headed back up the trail, I came across a Cooper’s Hawk on a fence post, and saw a Northern Harrier flying above the fog. The lighting wasn’t great for either, but it was nice to add yet another hawk species to the day’s list.

    By this point, the sun had set and the fog made for a very quick blue hour, so I packed up and headed home.

    November 27, 2022
    Abbotts Lagoon, Cooper's Hawk, Coyote, North Bay, Northern Harrier, Point Reyes, Red-Shouldered Hawk, Tule Elk
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