Vacation Day #5? Not really. I spent Friday doing things other than photography. The photo above was from my visit to the Cuyahoga Valley National Park’s Ira Road Trailhead/Beaver Marsh area. I watched as a pair of Tree Swallows (Tachycineta bicolor) made frequent commuter flights between nearby ground and areas of the surrounding wetland. I couldn’t be certain whether they were feeding young or working on their nest within the trunk of a dead tree. This was one occasion, however, when I wished I’d carried a tripod — the birds are fast and I’d have liked to catch them arriving at the nest hole or together but the narrow view of the telephoto allowed little lead time. Still, I’m very happy with this picture: the female diving from the nest hole beginning yet another flight.
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Sometimes you think you’ve missed the “perfect shot” when, really, you’ve already captured it. Today, vacation day #3, I was visiting Hinckley Lake. I’d not been to the lake in some time and thought I should check in. I came across a Great Blue Heron fishing in the shallows. Just as I got into position to shoot some stills of the big bird, it leaped into the air! I began firing the shutter. I don’t think the bird took flight because of me… I believe it was pursuing another heron fishing around the shoreline from where I was standing. Soon the two birds were charging out over the lake, one after the other and I got what I’d hoped would be the best pictures of the day. I was mistaken. As I was photographing the first bird early in its pursuit, I recorded a couple of images that later surprised me. In my favorite, the heron is banking whilst flying so low to the lake surface a wingtip dragged briefly in the water kicking up a wake! In the second shot (technically made earlier) the Great Blue is stretched out in flight while below, shore birds work for a living on a sandbar. All-in-all a great morning at the lake.
The Cuyahoga Valley National Park was developed around the Ohio & Erie Canal which shadows the Cuyahoga River within its great valley. There remain relics of the great canal project of the first half of the 1800s. The one relic still in daily use is the towpath — where mules provided the “horsepower” tugging canal boats loaded with cargo and passengers north and south between the Ohio River and Lake Erie. Today the towpath is a popular trail used by runners, hikers, and cyclists for recreation. The canal, for the most part, has become a series of longitudinal ponds or slow-moving creeks dug by men but claimed now by nature.
When I first arrived at the Ira Road Trailhead and walked the short path from parking lot to towpath, I looked to the side and at the still water in the canal. Near the bank was something… a submerged stick? a frog’s head? a turtle’s head? No. Oh, but yes! That thick stump was the head of a snapping turtle, doubtless waiting for some careless animal to stray within reach! I shot a couple of photos before the monster >>blup<< pulled its head beneath the surface and dove for the bottom.
A little farther on I heard a rustling in the reeds, looked and spotted a young (by size) muskrat energetically swimming around in the canal finding and nibbling on, well, something or other. The rodent seemed unafraid of my presence though I don’t think it had learned to look up much. It swam this way and that, stopping for a nibble, then out and around again, and, like the turtle, <<blup<< underwater.
Of course, no naturalized pond would be complete without frogs and turtles and there were plenty to be seen and heard… one could hear the frogs, anyway.
North from the trailhead is the Beaver Marsh area. The canalway apparently either skirted or opened into that wet area. The expanse is now densely packed with aquatic plants and tall reeds and home to all manner of life. The reeds teem with Redwinged Blackbirds, Great Blue Herons (if they brave attacks from the Redwings) come there to fish, and swallows fill the air apparently scooping multitudes of insects to feed themselves and their young families.
Long ago “canal life” probably best referred to the lives and livelihoods affected by the big canal system project. That transportation system carried freight traffic from 1827 to 1861 when the railroads made it obsolete. Now, more than 150 years later, canal life means something more like life supported by the canal — the plants and animals that depend upon that construction for their lives. I can’t think of a better end for such a thing.
This, the morning of my first day of my vacation week was spent enjoying nature in the Cuyahoga Valley National Park. Doing what? Following the progress of the Great Blue Heron families at their rookery, of course! I arrived a little after 9:00 AM and it seemed the birds were only beginning to stir. There was a constant background noise –chattering amongst the birds– but not much activity in the air. As time passed birds began to take flight, seeking food for their burgeoning babies, and I watched with undiminished awe as they flew overhead.
The young birds, when they can be seen, appear to have adult feathers and markings and are hard to tell from their parents in the nests. It’s been close to a month since I was last at the rookery (blame weather and work) and at that time I’d seen no chicks at all. Today there were birds everywhere. Adults were making regular food runs to nearby wetlands, ponds, and streams. The parents could also be seen, on occasion, carrying nesting materials, most likely for making repairs.
At the nearby “Beaver Marsh” area of the national park area, I watched for herons fishing. I’d seen one earlier and had hiked to a spot I thought might provide a better view. Just as I spotted the bird, it took off but possibly not because of me. In hot pursuit was a relatively tiny Redwinged Blackbird! The redwings inhabit the marsh in great numbers and are constantly squabbling over territory there. It seems, however, that NO interloper is to be tolerated: the tiny black bird chased the big adult heron, even physically strafing it before turning back towards home.
I participated in the ADay.org project to photographically document daily life from around the world on one day: May 15, 2012. I guess I was over-thinking the whole thing when, the night before, my sleep was interrupted by thoughts about what I was going to do. I’d even thought about taking the day off and just shooting. Instead I went to work as usual though frustrated that I did not feel inspired. Late in the day, however, it dawned on me that I was trying too hard. I grabbed my camera and, while my machines were doing routine work, walked around the building. I got a few good shots and steadily grew more excited. Leaving work I headed toward the lakeshore, hoping to catch a large commercial vessel near the horizon. What I found was a beach and breakwall busy with (mostly) young people enjoying a very warm (79F degrees) afternoon by the water. That’s where, though I made more photos after I left, I got my favorite ADay shot of my day — the picture you see here.
It was a damp, dark, chilly morning this Sunday. After breakfast and lounging around the house we could stand it no more and decided to take our changes… we’d head to the heron rookery! We arrived just as a large hole in the thick overcast delivered blue sky and warming sunlight. The scene along Bath Road was much quieter today. Nest building appeared to be done and the Great Blue Herons were mostly sitting on or perched near their nests. We presume, at this point, the birds are sitting on clutches of eggs. The homey scene was marred, however, by a sad sight. Somehow one of the adult birds had died, its lifeless body dangling from branches near a nest. Occasionally another, presumably its mate, would alight nearby and remain nearby perhaps wondering why there was no greeting, no reaction from its partner. I recorded a few cheerier scenes of birds flying or occupying their nests. All too soon the sky closed up again, drizzle returned, and we sought the warm shelter of our car.
We’d set out today with the intent of also exploring the Ira Road Trailhead, an access point to a long boardwalk crossing a wetland area only a short distance north from the rookery. By the time we reached the parking lot, the drizzle had nearly ended and we set out for the boardwalk. We were greeted with lovely, dark scenes of lily pads, ducks and geese plying the water, Redwing Blackbirds, a turtle on a log, a Great Blue Heron slowly fishing along a neighboring shoreline. I got many more images to my liking from the Ira Road area than from the rookery today. My favorite was a Cardinal. I stalked the cardinal as I walked along the edge of the parking lot. First he was high in the trees, red feathers ruffled by the cold wind. Then the bird dropped into lower trees and shrubs. Finally he disappeared into the leafing brush. Fingers stiff and aching from exposure (we both shot big batches of photos), we made our way home happy that we had spent time with nature on a fine miserable day.
Appropriate wishes to all for a happy Earth Day every day!
It was an interesting Sunday. This morning we viewed the “Rembrandt in America” exhibit showing at the Cleveland Museum of Art. It’s amazing how good some 300+ year-old paintings can look! The exhibit also shows what can happen when a great artist becomes commercially successful in his own time. Works by or contributed to by Rembrandt’s workshop staff, students, and others can be and often have been attributed to the artist himself. The years and the treatment of the paintings by their successive owners have had huge influences upon what we see today. So what does “a Rembrandt” look like? Well… I know what some of them look like but left the show knowing that looks can be deceiving.
After lunch we went home, changed to suitable clothes, and headed to Hinckley Lake to take advantage of the bright and warm (now 78 degrees F) afternoon. I carried about 20 pounds of DSLR camera gear. She Who Must Be Obeyed carried her new, lightweight Canon one-piece camera with an extraordinary built-in zoom that can range from macro to 800 mm equivalent telephoto! Walking along we merrily shot photos of flowers and plants, water and bark. Then I spotted a big, dark bullfrog resting upon a piece of wood at water’s edge. A few photos. Then She said, “look!” I looked where she was pointing and, to my surprise, saw a nice-sized Northern Water Snake (Nerodia sipedon) coiled up sunning itself… about six feet above the water in a tree! The snake posed patiently for photos and when we’d had enough, we moved on. Snake stayed put. Not much farther along we spotted another water snake suspended in the branches. Some way farther, another though this one stretched out along a log jutting from the water. We also encountered one large and one baby garter snake, though they were not nearly so impressive as the tree-climbers.
At home, She had me take a look at her photos. Several were quite wonderful in technical quality — solid focus with beautiful detail of the snakes and the frog. With all my fancy gear, I have to say this wasn’t my best day. {sigh}
Still in all, it was a fine day looking at old paintings and shiny new snakes.
I had the day off to attend to some personal business. Thing is, it wasn’t all-day business and with the morning dawning clear and bright, I headed back to the heron rookery we enjoyed a bit more than a week ago. The community nesting site is alongside Bath Road south of Peninsula, Ohio.
The Great Blue Herons were still at their nest building with big birds swooping down from the trees, collecting twigs, branches, and other materials, then lofting to the treetops.
Alighting in the thin branches and on their nests, the collected twig is delivered to the waiting mate and appropriately placed to become part of the nest.
Lunging from the nest, the collector begins another cycle of careful selection and delivery of construction material. Soon chicks will appear in the nests and then, for mom and dad heron, the work really begins!
It was a fine morning of bird photography and I filled two memory cards with images. Once back, I deleted a few pictures but most were worth keeping and some were quite good; I’m happy to have shared a few here.
I took some time today to try out what I hope will be an excellent addition to the small collection of lenses for my SLR cameras: Canon’s EF 400mm f/5.6L, USM. The super telephoto is a medium-weight (some would say heavy-) beauty, solidly-built with an attached, retracting lens shade, and ample manual-focus grips. A “prime focus” optic, it features a minimum number of high-quality glass elements, only two electronic switches, and no image stabilization; those reduced features help keep weight, complexity, and price down. I wondered whether I could use the big new glass handheld for wildlife photography. I found the answer is a definite maybe! The lens and my EOS D50 camera make for a hefty load though that, in itself, doesn’t prohibit handheld shooting. What I’m not used to, however, is the lens’s rather distant close-focus distance of about 3.9 meters and its very shallow depth of focus (a function of focal length and aperture, of course). The distant close-focus can be a problem since I’m used to my 70 – 200mm lens’s ability to focus to about 1.2 meters. On nature hikes, I’ll either need to carry two cameras or be prepared to swap lenses a lot more frequently than I do now though 400mm is an awful lot of lens for most of our hikes. Of course, a long lens is a tool you use for specific shots so, if I’m to go out birding, I’ll probably want and need to start carrying the lens and camera combo mounted to a tripod. The lens comes with a tripod mount collar (Canon didn’t include that on my pricey 70 – 200mm zoom) and I did find that, even with my steady hand and high shutter speeds, I could have used a bit more physical stability today. Image quality appears to be very good to excellent (as expected), auto-focus is generally quick and silent. Shots at f/8 have very shallow depth of focus which I’m not used to but which can be really wonderful for isolating a subject from background clutter. The down side of shallow focus is that you’d better be bang-on target or the subject won’t be sharp as you would like. It will be fun to try this glass out in astrophotography, piggybacked to a telescope as a guide during long exposures! (The optical elements of this telephoto are much better than those of my telescope.) My test shots today included a nuthatch (that took flight as I fired the shutter), some Canada geese, a squirrel, a few spring wildflowers, etc. No wading birds at the lake today. My favorite, however, was my final shot of the session at Hinckley Lake: I heard a Cardinal singing and spotted it high in a tree. I walked to a point almost directly under the bird, adjusted the camera a bit, and made two exposures before he took off. Likely to get that one printed and framed: it’s a nice shot!





















