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Where We Live by John Silveira and Richard Blunt. Photos and commentary from Oregon and New England.

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Archive for the ‘Hawks’ Category

 

What kind of hawk is this?

Tuesday, February 5th, 2013

The other day, my friend, Christine Mack, and I were out driving in Ophir. Ophir lies just eight or ten miles north Gold Beach. We were traveling the frontage road that parallels Highway 101. I think it’s called Ophir Road.

“There’s a  hawk,” she said casually.

“Where?”

She pointed to the top of a power line pole I was driving by and I leaned forward over the steering wheel and just caught sight of it as we passed.

She naturally sees these things. I’m just learning to. I could say she sees them because she’s the passenger and I have to keep my eyes on the road, but she sees them when she’s driving, too, and I’m oblivious when I’m in the passenger’s seat.

I found a spot on the side of the road up ahead where I could turn around and we doubled back.

And there he (she?) was, sitting atop the pole. I could tell, right away, he didn’t appreciate our company and I was afraid when I got out of the car he would fly off. But he didn’t. He watched us askance while we watched him and I clicked away with my Canon 5D Mark III, whom I have named Chloe, while she was sporting my EF 400mm f/5.6 L USM lens.

All of these photos were cropped for the blog.

Here’s the catch: I don’t know what kind of hawk it is. Anyone out there know?

Here he was, regarding our interruption scornfully as he perched on the pole.

Here he was, regarding our interruption scornfully as he perched on the pole.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 160     focal length 400mm

 

I don’t know what he was looking at, here.

I don’t know what he was looking at, here.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 125     focal length 400mm

 

When he raised himself into this position, I thought he was getting ready to fly.

When he raised himself into this position, I thought he was getting ready to fly.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 160     focal length 400mm

 

He wasn’t. He was taking a poop. I don’t know if it was the call of nature or an expression of his opinion of us.

He wasn’t. He was taking a poop. I don’t know if it was the call of nature or an expression of his opinion of us.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 200     focal length 400mm

 

Bombs away!

Bombs away!

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 160     focal length 400mm

 

Finally, he did leave.

Finally, he did leave.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 200     focal length 400mm

 

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Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 200     focal length 400mm

 

We caught up with him a quarter mile down the road. He was spotted, of course, by Christine.

We caught up with him a quarter mile down the road. He was spotted, of course, by Christine.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 100     focal length 400mm

 

But he still regarded us distrustfully. So, after a few more photos, we left him alone and drove on.

But he still regarded us distrustfully. So, after a few more photos, we left him alone and drove on.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 125     focal length 400mm

 

Western red-tailed hawk…I think

Wednesday, January 16th, 2013

First, let me apologize for several previous posts where the images are small, though they blow up to full size if you click on them. WordPress changed their format and I couldn’t find the new way to upload them, so I went with what had. As I find time, I’ll correct the images. Still, if you go back to them and click on the small images, you’ll see the full-sized images.

I’m having trouble identifying the bird I have here. I’ve gone through three bird books and I think it’s a western red-tailed hawk. My friend, Sammi Craig, who’s another photographer, told me her boyfriend can probably identify it. But I’m not going to wait. If you can identify it, let me know.

I spotted it while I was with my friend, Christine Mack, in Hunters Creek. (Christine now manages a Facebook page for me where I’m promoting my apocalyptic ice age novel, Danielle Kidnapped.) She was driving and actually saw the bird first and pulled over so I could get out of the car and get some photos. I mentioned to her that I expected it to fly before I could get a shot off. I’ve found it all but impossible to get close to most of the raptors, but this bird surprised me because even when I got out of the car if sat on the rock, sunning itself, though it kept a wary eye on me. So, I snapped away.

I made one big mistake: I kept the aperture at 5.6, the widest aperture I can get with my Canon EF 400mm f/5.6L USM Lens.

J.R. Robinson, the proprietor of Picture This, a frame/print shop and photo/art gallery, here in Gold Beach, had counseled me to use a tripod and to use higher f-stops. Well, I thought that with the time and motions I needed to set the tripod up, I’d have scared the bird away, so I passed on that. However, though I could have changed the f-stop, I didn’t. I now wish I had.

The higher f-stop number creates a greater depth-of-field—which means the greater depth of focus. As you can see, sometimes the focus wasn’t perfect, so the bird was a little fuzzy even when it was sitting still because the autofocus was zeroed on something in the background, and when it flew it was often at the edge of the depth of field so I was losing focus there, too. The higher f-stop number will expand that depth of field. The trade-off will be higher ISO numbers, but the Canon 5D Mark III should handle those just fine.

Throughout the photo session, the bird didn’t seem overtly scared of us or my car, so I got several photos before it decided to fly away.

Christine and I are going to make future trips to Hunter Creek in hopes of getting more and better photos of the birds there.

I believe this is a western red-tailed hawk, but the images I found in the three books I got from the library only

I believe this is a western red-tailed hawk, but the images I found in the three books I got from the library don’t look quite like it. Does anybody know, for sure? He (she?) didn’t fly away, as most raptors do when I get close, but he kept an eye on me.

Shutter speed 1/400     f-stop 5.6     ISO 200     focal length 400mm

 

G83C8865 cropped for blog

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 640     focal length 400mm

 

G83C8876 cropped for blog

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 2500     focal length 400mm

 

I don't know if it was becoming skittish or just changing position because it didn't fly far.

I don’t know if it was becoming skittish or just changing position because it didn’t fly far.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 2500     focal length 400mm

 

You can see, because I used a shallow depth-of-field, the hawk isn't quite in focus.

You can see, because I used a shallow depth-of-field, the hawk isn’t quite in focus.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 2000     focal length 400mm

 

It landed here, about sixty feet away from where it had taken off from. It still kept at least one eye in my direction.

It landed here, about sixty feet away from where it had taken off from. It still kept at least one eye in my direction.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 3200     focal length 400mm

 

And this was how it left — coming right at me.

And this was how it left — coming right at me.

Shutter speed 1/1000     f-stop 5.6     ISO 4000     focal length 400mm

 
 


 
 

 
 
 
 
 
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