Tsuu T’ina Rodeo: More from Friday night
On Friday night at the rodeo, my daughter and I watched the barrel racing. We had a lot of fun watching these amazing partners tear around the barrels.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
An evening at the Tsuu T’ina Rodeo
Under mild protest my son and I watched the last half of the evening set of the Tsuu T’ina’s 43rd annual rodeo last night. Kian found a few boys to play kendama with so that bought me a little time to photograph. The sun dropped into some wildfire smoke that laid above the horizon which made for dramatic backlighting. I will share more soon but I’m packing my gear and heading over for Sunday’s short go this afternoon. Here a cowboy lifts the calf into position to fix three of the legs with a half hitch knot to complete his run in the tie-down roping event.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
The Tsuu T’ina Nation’s 2017 Rodeo is underway
Kezia and I went to the first night of the Tsuu T’ina Nation Annual Celebration’s 43rd Annual Rodeo. Kezia’s friend was dancing in the Pow Wow so we did not stay too long. Definitely looking forward to getting back tonight.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
A spring in the step
White-tailed deer are a bit flighty so when I came across this doe munching on some flowers (another dandelion hunter as it turns out), it was no surprise that the tail came up and she took a few quick steps away. She quickly returned to grazing so I wasn’t too much of a threat – or the flowers were too good to walk away from.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
Wildlife during a winter blizzard
The snow started to fly on Friday and has kept falling through the weekend. And, it’s cold! I went touring west of Bragg Creek yesterday but saw very little – even when the sun came out for a couple of hours. Today was a different story and I saw a couple of moose, some white-tailed deer and a small banditry of chickadees.
Moose love the cold so I hoped to see them in one of their regular haunts. I found this young bull grazing in the bushes.
These chickadees, mostly black-capped with a couple of boreals, flitted around a fence line that’s long been fighting to hold back the bushes behind. I’ve always liked watching these little birds – they move very quickly so it’s a nice challenge to photograph them.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
Happy New Year’s Eve Deer
This White-tailed stag was found during a short drive into Bragg Creek on Christmas day this year.
We are slowly warming up to New Year’s Eve and looking forward to the fireworks that our local community of Redwood Meadows puts on. Always a great show – and they go early so the children get to enjoy them too!
I hope everyone has enjoyed, or is enjoying the last day of 2016. It has been a winding year for our family, as it often goes, but still filled with a lot of laughs and the continued wonders of rearing my two children.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
A phantom hunting in the snow
The snowstorm and the cold accompanying it were considerable the morning I watched this Great gray owl hunting west of Bragg Creek. Neither one impeded her focus or her ability to hunt. She caught three mice as they scurried beneath the snow. The sharp eyes guiding her to great effect. The descent above started with her perched in a branch. Her head cocked at subtly different angles to range in before she flew.
This strike proved unsuccessful as it appeared she came close but came away with nothing. She looked at me for a second and then lifted off to alight on a post holding up the fence I was leaning against.
A short regroup was over after a few minutes when she dove with her back to me, grabbed and returned with a mouse.
That was swallowed quickly and she then retreated to another branch on the tree line behind the fence. She flew along the forest’s edge between a couple of spots. Which gave me a few good opportunities to shoot her in flight.
She snagged another unfortunate creature as we approached noon and I left soon after that.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
Forest flights in a snowstorm
A snowstorm hit Bragg Creek last weekend quickly draping the area in white and pushing the temperature way down. I caught sight of this owl along a familiar stretch of open forest divided by a gravel road.
It was a steep challenge keeping sharp focus as she flew through the trees and with the heavy snowfall but I had a great hour or so watching her and trying to keep up. I ended up with many in-focus tree, out-of-focus owl shots but when it worked out the other way around there were some interesting images.
When I did return to my car, it did take a few minutes for my fingers to thaw – that’s always painful but quickly forgotten.
She was very successful during the time I watched her. Three field mice were the first courses for breakfast from five silent descents into the tall grass. When time allows, I will share a few of those action shots in another photo story here.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
Barred owl: a little curious, a lot shy
It was May of this year when I saw my first Barred owl in Bragg Creek. I’ve lived here for ten years and spent a lot of time in the forests so it was a real thrill to find a new (to me) species in the area. In late October, another one was waiting for me as I was walking in the woods along the edge of Kananaskis Country. This time, the owl watched me intently for a few seconds, scanned the ground for prey for a few more and then repeated that for a couple of minutes while I watched and snapped a few images. Eventually the owl flew a short distance away but they blend into this type of forest so well that I lost sight with the next glide that followed. A beautiful creature.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
An owl on the other side
On the other side of the road, this Great gray owl continued hunting after it flew across. She left the open forest for the denser evergreens on the southern approach which provided a completely different look from the images that I shared yesterday.
She flew between a couple of posts before gliding between a couple of trees. I was lucky to be in position for some great opportunities.
The owl flew into the middle of this large tree, beside the trunk, and I thought she might choose to rest there for a while. She did for a few minutes, but soon grew restless and began scanning the ground for activity. She turned around, saw something and then shot out of the tree. I lost sight of her almost right away but heard a lot of squawking and commotion before things went quiet again. I assume the owl struck successfully but did not go into the woods to check – either way the cycle of hunter and hunted continued with one coming out successfully.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
In the presence of greatness
A couple of weeks ago snow had fallen overnight and I went into Bragg Creek to see what I might be able to photograph in this prelude to winter. I was thrilled when I spied this Great gray owl flying along an old fence line. She looked amazing against the lightly blanketed grass and trees. Her colouring made her appear as a piece of the forest in motion.
This owl has a well-defined hunting ground that I’m familiar with. That said, I hadn’t seen her in over a month until the week before this encounter. That time it was dusk and my camera and I both had trouble focusing as she flew past. She stared at me for several wing beats which looked fantastic. However the images were soft and I came away disappointed for missing some great shots. Persistence paid off, as it often does given enough of it, and she was even more engaging this time around.
Keeping an eye on my whereabouts was a minor distraction to her hunting and she made three separate attacks over the half hour that I watched her. One was successful and a fourth, when she disappeared into the deeper woods, seemed successful given what I could hear.
She hunted on the north side of the gravel road for most of the time I was there. This forest is open with relatively wide spacing between the mostly Aspen trees and tall grass filling in between. On the south side, the forest is dominated by evergreens and is much denser. I will share some more images of this owl from the other side tomorrow.
Sharing this post is welcomed - but please do not use individual images without permission from Christopher Martin in advance.
A gallery of Great gray owls
(Please click on either image to open the Great gray owl gallery)
It has been a while since I put together a gallery of animal images so I worked on one last night. I chose Great gray owls as they are among my very favourite birds to watch and to photograph. They have a balance of power and intelligence that always impresses me. All of these images are from the Bragg Creek area, either in West Bragg or on the edge of Kananaskis that shares a border with it. I have been photographing some of these owls for six years or more although most of the early images didn’t make this cut for various user operator (me!) issues. For the 35 images that did, it was fun to look at the scenes I’ve been able to see them hunt, perch and fly in.
Looking back over these I feel very fortunate to be able to have spent so much time with these beautiful raptors. At some times of the year, I see them rarely but I enjoy knowing that they are still there. When are paths do cross, it never fails to be a continuation of my education about Great grays. I still have a lot to learn… lucky me!
