Early in December before the deluge of wet weather we had a couple of days of bitter cold. This was a great opportunity for a few visits down to Rooksbury in my lunch hour. This particular day my hands got so cold holding the tripod I had to stop every 50 yards to warm them up. Nothing much seemed to be about I paused for a couple of simple Mute Swan shots as the usual family of 3 and the odd half dozen of Tufted Duck dozed on the small lake.
What happened next pretty much summed up my luck as a photographer. Coming out of the Stews area onto the board walk that runs partly around the main lake. I saw out of the corner of my eye, something bounding in the reeds to my left. A Fox.
Anticipating the Fox winding me I set my tripod up and turned the camera on ready. And crept as well as you can along a frozen pathway of slippery wood. The Fox either heard the shift of my considerable weight on the creaky wood, or caught my scent as it trotted off down the path.
Pausing for a quick look back I managed these 2 shots, well 4 frames exactly before off it went. Stood bang in the centre of the path wasn't the most camouflaged I've ever been, which was a shame as I'd have loved to have caught the fox bounding mid air for mice and voles in the reeds.
|Mute Swan B&W|
|Mute Swan Reflection|
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