A Camera in Hand…

…is worth two in the car.

After finishing up at work, I had almost three hours before I had to be somewhere so I booked it to Morris Plains to follow up on an RBA.  It’s not often that RBAs are in my part of the state! Usually they’re down the shore. I got there however, figured out which parking lot I was supposed to be in, and found the last of the day’s birders as they were packing up – just in time to see the bird in a borrowed scope (Thanks, Billy!).  Silly me, in my excitement, I forgot to grab my camera.  I did run back to the car, and in the fading light, I can proudly present bird #82 for the year and #161 for the state:

Pacific Loon visiting Corporate America.  Odd choice, but lovely bird nevertheless.

Pacific Loon visiting Corporate America. Odd choice, but lovely bird nevertheless.

Pacific Loon!  Both the weather and the loon were uncooperative once I got my camera out. (To be fair both cooperated before the camera was out.  The loon was present; the incessant rain stopped.) Once the camera was in the hand, the loon refused to turn and face me, hanging out as far away as possible.  The wind howled and shook the camera.  I had tears streaming down my face from the wind battering my straining eyes. I did however, get another photo, horrible quality, but that’s precisely why I love it.

My Van Gogh rendition of a Pacific Loon.  No photo editing used - just natural skill!

My Van Gogh rendition of a Pacific Loon. No photo editing used – just natural skill!