Tips and advice for getting great wildlife photos
My travels took me through Aberdeen, Maryland, recently. It was just at the start of eagle season at the Conowingo Dam, so I felt that required a visit. I was able to spend a few hours over a couple days in along with a couple hundred of my closest eagle photographing friends.
The Conowingo Dam dams the Susquehanna River on the line between Cecil and Harford counties, MD. The original town of Conowingo is now under the reservoir above the dam. Conowingo is famous among photographers because something like 250-300 bald eagle winter in the area. The dam keeps the water open. Fish that would prefer to stay deep underwater get stirred up (or even injured) going through the dam and make easy pickings for waiting eagles. The eagles have learned that the lights and siren to alert people that the dam is about to increase the water they’re releasing means dinner is served.
Along with the eagles, there is a large flock of black vultures, several varieties of gulls, a gulp of cormorants and even a pair of peregrine falcons. Photographers new to the dam are allowed to shoot a few pix of the non-eagles before they are roundly abused by their fellow photographers.
The flowers in the Island of Thistley are going to seed and Atticus Finch, et al, are feeding on them regularly.
There are still a few flowers attracting butterflies, moths and hummingbirds. The male hummingbirds have found the flowers, but I haven’t gotten a picture yet. The highest count for monarch butterflies in the patch is 14. Here’s one sharing a thistle with a ladybug.
It was goldfinches that I’d hope to attract when I left the thistle. Now that about a third of the flowers have passed, the finches – Atticus and Scout – have arrived en masse. There’s a Nyjer seed sock a few feet from the thistle. Between the two, we have a couple dozen goldfinches coming and going. (Their feeder is right next to the hummingbird feeder, things can get kinda hectic at meal time.)
We leave a patch of our yard for wild plants to help our local wildlife. This year, we’ve got a good patch of thistle – either ‘bull,’ ‘milk’ or ‘common,’ depending upon who you ask. I’ve dubbed the patch ‘The Island of Thistley.’ My wife didn’t approve either.
I started leaving the thistle to attract Atticus, our resident goldfinch, and his charm. The goldfinches love the seeds, and they’ve got lots of company.
Thistles are beautiful plants, even if they have some sticking points. They’ve got lots of pretty purple flowers.
I was lucky enough to get to spend two mornings on the pond with the loons this week. Tuesday morning had a very pleasant surprise.
When I got to their pond, the loons were at the west end, I headed to the spot they like to forage on the east side of the pond. As the fog began to lift, both parents showed up. But, there was only one chick with them.
I got a chance to check in on ‘my’ loon family Thursday morning. Both chicks seem to be doing well, they’re big, their feathers are growing in and they’re diving and foraging on their own – as well as being well-fed by their parents.
Our pond was a tough place to be a fish Thursday morning. There were two osprey patrolling the pond. It looked like one was a juvenile and was pestering a parent to be fed (I’m pretty sure I heard the parent say ‘Get your own darned fish!’).
We’ve got a hummingbird feeder just off our deck. It is a favored feeding spot for the neighborhood hummingbirds. There is always competition between a few males to protect the feeder. This afternoon, Ruby Valentino claimed the feeder and stood guard protecting it.
Both loon chicks seemed to be doing well Sunday morning. Their pond was a relatively quiet place. The only time the parents seemed alerted was when a pack of coyotes started talking just west of the pond.
Saturday morning, I loaded up the kayak and got ready to head out. I whistled for my trusty mouse, but he must have been already engaged. Off I went to the pond to check up on the chicks. Both chicks were out and patrolling with their parents. The chicks have mastered looking majestic as they ride along.
Thursday started with a beautiful early summer morning. I set sail in my kayak enjoying the solitude on an Upper Valley Pond. Solitude was temporary – I soon realized that a mouse had stowed away in the kayak and was along for the ride. He must have climbed aboard while the kayak was sitting in the yard. He retreated back behind the bulkhead in the bow and settled in for the ride.
My goal was to check in on a pair of loons that have been on the nest for over three weeks. I’m not going to say where, over the last couple years a couple of birders following my posts have harassed the loons I’ve posted (and me).
When I checked the nest, there was one loon sitting peacefully on the nest, the second was resting not far from the nest. They didn’t
seem to be up to much, so I wandered off to see who might else be about. The usual suspects were easy to find. A sparrow belting out a song, red-winged blackbirds squawking about whatever it is that makes them squawk, grackle fledglings chasing mom around demanding to be fed. Kingbirds and phoebes nabbing dragonflies, a trio of chipmunks chasing each other, interrupted by regular breaks for snacks. There didn’t appear to be many exciting photo opportunities and decided I should be at my desk. Before leaving, I figured I’d try to catch a nest exchange to see how many eggs the loons have.
My passenger ventured out from the bow, looked around a bit and decided he was better off tucked away.
Stay tuned for more of their adventures.
My feeders have been attracting all the usual suspects, plus a few that visit less frequently.