After several years of recreational wildlife photography, I’ve found that I’ve run out of new places to search for photo prey. I’m only willing or able to travel up to about 90 minutes because I work full time and I’d rather spend time shooting than driving, so I’m usually skulking around six or eight favorite places mostly either in the woods or near the water. There’s the botanical garden, a handful of metroparks, even some Lake Erie wildlife areas, and they’re all quite splendid but sometimes I wish I could find a new place.
This week I found a new place. It’s simply a hundred foot stretch of river about a mile upstream from the park I frequent three times a week in pleasant weather and twice a week in the Winter. It has no name so I call it The Rapids. The fishing is good there as large and small fish alike tumble over the bedrock, so the Egrets, Herons, and Gulls congregate there in great numbers. Eagles and Ospreys fly over head from time to time and Sandpipers poke around the puddles in the rock while ducks go for whitewater rides on their way downstream.
It’s pretty noisy what with the rushing water and hundreds of bickering gulls but I find it quite relaxing to sit on the rock at the water’s edge and watch the birds just do what they do.