Great gray owl in the late winter forest
On a solo outing to some remote roads, I found a gorgeous great gray owl perched on a telephone pole in warm afternoon sunshine.
A short wait ended with the bird gliding into the forest. It found a perch there and moved to two other ones before flying to a knot of trees close by.
She scanned the sky occasionally, watched the ground steadily but did not find a target on or under the snow. One launch had the owl drop onto a pile of deadfall. I caught a nice launch off of a tree trunk and followed the bird up to her next perch.
Soon she flew across the nearby meadow and landed in a lone evergreen. She flew along a frozen creek to a slender tee – a winter’s skeleton – that bowed under her weight.
And then she flew west, further afield, and well beyond my shooting range with the gear I have.
Excellent body of work, well done
April 15, 2020 at 1:18 am
He is enjoying now being on quarantine. . .
April 13, 2020 at 9:20 am
Amazing to see her trying to land on those tiny branches. Nice series, lucky it stayed so long.
April 13, 2020 at 1:33 am
She is beautiful, wow
April 13, 2020 at 12:02 am