Chickens in the ‘Wild’

I am so glad we did not go any farther down the dirt road we were on. Had that happened, I would not have photographed the chickens. Towards the end of our afternoon drive, we were headed home when the car was actually being chased by a dog, and that is what I was paying attention to. Roy, on the other hand, was paying attention to whatever moves. In this case, it was some movement on the side of the road. Roy said, “I’m sure I saw chickens,” and I’m thinking, “Okay, if you say so.”

A u-turn occurred, and the dog resumed its chase. He found the movement and made another u-turn. I pulled out my camera, and Roy straddled the road so I could take some pictures of the chickens. Realizing we were in the middle of the road and there was traffic coming down that road, the photo op was finished. We did flag down the car to let them know chickens were on the side of the road. The other driver said, “I will call the owner and let them know their chickens are loose.” The chickens were the end of a fun road trip down a dirt road up an elevated dit road. The start of this was watching kites trying to fly.

Sometimes when you are waiting for someone to come back and they don’t, you have to change plans. We needed to talk to the office where we are staying, but it was closed. A whole afternoon of free time. Our normal routine is to drive through the harbor to see if the kites are flying, then park by the river that drains into the ocean to see if there are any egrets or maybe common murres or pelicans. This day, however, the only thing flying was a solo light green kite.

We needed to explore something different, of course it was sunny and that in itself is rare. Down Winchuck River Road or the Oregon Redwoods Trail, time to see a few large trees. This is also where we saw the chickens. The road itself was a maintained county road until it wasn’t. I will say, on a side note, that this summer the forest service roads are in better condition than in the past. We did take the paved forest service road until it turned into gravel.

The first road had a bridge over (not troubled) water. I was able to take advantage of the sunlight falling through the trees onto the river. It was great to stay in the car and just shoot from the passenger side of the car. Not wanting to go any further down the road because it had turned into gravel, we started heading back to civilization. Before that happened, I suggested let’s head up to the Ludlum campground; it is only 2 1/2 miles up another road. This road quickly turned into a narrow, one-lane gravel road with nowhere to turn around. (Not one of my better adventure ideas.) We were able to find a wide spot in the road to turn around.

Roy is always paying attention to the environment I do not notice as much as he does. I am learning. I mention this because the pictures below are of a fallen tree with its root ball intact and all of the tiny trees and brush growing out of the trunk. Mother Nature’s nursery.

In my opinion, the forest is peaceful and a tad unnerving. The quietness is deafening until you start to hear the sounds of the forest. Just about then, I’m out of the car taking pictures, looking over my shoulder for the bear or bobcat, or maybe a mountain lion. I saw or heard none of them. I did end up jumping though and getting scared. It was caused by Roy and his horn. As I went to the other side of the car after lovingly telling him he was #1, he pointed out how high above the river we were.

On the way home and after we ran into the chickens we went to see Oregon’s largest Monterey Cypress. This tree than 130 feet tall. I had trouble fitting it in the farme. It is interesting what gems are hidden in plain sight.

With a full day of no fog it was great discovering the area.

4-Wheeling 4th of July

with my wheelchair. Picture this: coming at you from the darkness, a bright light bouncing up and down adding in some side to side movement. I would be scared, and so were the people who I ended up shining the light in their eyes. It was an accident. I did apologize; their response was, “We had no idea what was coming at us.” One even said how impressed they were that we could baja out on this rocky jetty. My answer was, “I will do anything for a photo shot and a Klondike bar.” I have been out on this jetty before but never at night. I also had thoughts of, something jumping out of the harbor and …. (way too many Stephen King novels).

Roy and I went out earlier in the day to scope out the spot for the tripod and camera to get the perfect image. I was lucky enough to see how they stuff the fireworks. (I love my zoom lens). The picture below is about 600 yards away and about where we settled for the fireworks photos. I couldn’t see this with the naked eye and if you squint you will see what my camera saw.

The jetty is located between the small boat harbor and the Chetco River. I have spent a few days trying to hone my bird tracking skills by photographing the egrets that love to hang out in both areas. Check out this one that took off from the docks. I am amazed at the gracefulness and silence of these birds.

After we figured out where we would set up for the fireworks we headed back to the car and decided let’s go check out the vendors they had for the 4th. We notice them by looking across the harbor. I did end up buying a dress. Fast forward to the evening and we arrived right before dark and wanted to get a good position on the jetty. We weren’t sure how many people would head out to the jetty to watch the fireworks. It turned out we had about 50 people walk past us to head out to the end of the jetty. I heard it was crazy on the beach. I know watching the fireworks that were going off even before the main event. I enjoyed seeing the fireworks all around plus it was a great way to make an hour go by.

Once the main event started I was able to enjoy them because the camera took care of itself. I put my Miops lightning trigger on the camera and let it work for me. I enjoyed watching and being able to share the fireworks with you.

Check out the slide show. I hope everyone had a great 4th. Happy Birthday America.

A Doe a Deer

We had finished shooting images in the fog, I am making progress on these. I was also able to get a few fishes that were being eaten by an egret. I am working on these and I hope to be sharing the images in a few days. I will say that because of a change in environment and landscape I am struggling with the ability to capture some images and writing blogs.

I will leave you with this DEER.

A Few More Buffalo and a Turkey

The turkey however is not who or what you think. Roy is a turkey yes, but he is not a wild one. On one of our last days in South Dakota we decided to do the wildlife loop one more time. Roy and I were talking about how we had not seen any turkeys this year. Someone had to be listening because just about then on the side of the road we saw turkeys. We were able to follow their journey in the brush for a couple of hundred yards.

We had to go off the beaten path to find where the buffalo were hiding. Unlike, the time we thought the day was going to be a bust and discovered them right around a curve where we had never seen them before.

Early evening right before sunset the light is definitely golden and magical. If you add a little dust in the air you can capture (in my opinion some iconic buffalo pictures).

I also loved the fact that the crowds of the summer were gone by late August early September. I think the animals were also happy for that. I love how the buffalo will use anything they have to itch that scratch. He must of spent a good ten minutes just standing around and loving all over this tree stump.

I am in awe especially after spending all summer around these massive animals and the herd.

Seeing the interaction between mom and calf and how it changed over the summer. The powerful image of a male standing firm and tall. I felt blessed and lucky to be able to take photographs this particular night because it seemed like everything came together. The rain had finally stopped so when a buffalo would lay in a ‘mud’ hole you wondered where Pigpen was from Charlie Brown.

I could have spent all evening hanging with the buffalo but that was not to be. We saw some clouds building on the horizon which meant only one thing. There was going to be an awesome sunset. This summer we did not have many colorful sunsets. I am glad that we experienced this one.

I wasn’t done taking photos yet. I was going to try and recreate a cell phone photo that Amanda one of the workers at the campground captured. The backstory: She is a camper and every weekend she would pitch a tent. Then one weekend she was walking towards her tent that was lit up just enough to show a silhouette of her dog Zeus. She snapped the picture with her cellphone. I loved it and thought maybe I could repeat it for her using my camera. We tried to repeat it but the magic was gone. This was one of the nights that the moon looked full so, we decided to try a silhouette of her and her dog with the moon in the picture. I had fun setting the scene and snapping the pictures. It was the perfect end to a day of magical photographs.

When they let you practice.

Birds or for the fact any animal who will stand or sit while I try different settings on my camera. This is what happened one day when I came out of the post office in Keystone SD. Roy noticed it first and was shocked how intense it was in grabbing his seeds.

I grabbed my camera and zoomed in on this American Goldfinch watching him so intent on grabbing the seed off the end of the stalk you could tell he was on a mission. I just wanted to share with you the pictures of him and his seed.

It was a fun 15 minutes spent with this bird.

The 1880 Train

what a ride. It was interesting this summer to be able to ride the train and also take some pictures of it coming round the bend. I should state I never realized how loud a train whistle was until you try and stand 15 feet away from it. I did not stand there for that long and yes, I did miss some pictures.

The train runs from Hill City SD to Keystone SD round trip takes about two hours. There were numerous crossings along the train route, so we had our choice of places to shoot the train. We settled on two different crossings. Here are some of those photos.

After taking pictures of the train from the roadside we decided to take the train. We left from Hill City. I do love my chair especially when it lets me ride around and take pictures I would not have taken before. I decided to run around the station at Hill City. I was able to catch them topping off the steam and blowing off some steam.

The train is ADA accessible with a lift and there is room for 2 wheelchairs or scooters for each trip. We decided to take the earliest train to both beat the heat and the crowds. That was a smart move on our part, because on the return trip from Keystone to Hill City the train was filling up. On the trip to Keystone Roy sat on the left side of the train and I was on the right side we switched sides for the return trip. I saw no animals on my side of the train on the way to Keystone. I was however able to catch some smoke in the air when they blew the whistle at a crossing.

Speaking of blowing the whistle; they use morse code to warn people when the train is coming to a crossing. the Morse Code is for the letter “Q”. (And indeed, it is dah-dah-dit-dah.) He went on to say he was told that British ships in the late 1800s blew long-long-short-long on the ship’s horn—the letter “Q”—as a way of letting other maritime traffic know that Queen Victoria was on board and to yield the right of way. So, we are all royalty. That was what our conductor told us. (He wouldn’t lie.) I digress.

At Keystone the train has to disconnect and hook up to the back of the train. There is no turn table to turn the engine around. So, on the way back to Hill City the back end of the train is out front. I was able to get off the train and take a few pictures of the train engine passing me.

On the way back to Hill City I saw a deer who got spooked when the train blew the whistle his head popped up and I missed the shot. I was however able to capture little boy blue fishing. The garage is actually between two boulders makes for interesting walls. We also passed the remains of an old mine building.

I’m glad Roy and I took the train it gave me a different perspective on the landscape.

The Custer State Park Welcoming Committee.

That’s what these buffalo were for us one morning towards the end of the summer we were heading around the loop. Roy has been pretty good at finding the buffalo because they move about 2 to 3 miles a day. The fun thing was trying to figure out where they would show up. It was kind of a surprise when we pulled around the corner to see this.

There was a small group hanging around the self-pay entry station to the park. (I’m glad we had our pass park.) The buffalo were just hanging around the start or end of Wildlife loop depending what direction you are going. This was really fun just watching them scratch and hanging across the road. In this area is also where the volunteers that work in the State Park stay with their RVs.

They also wanted to make sure we knew buffalo are dangerous do not approach as they stood under the sign.

Just a side note I ran across this article 15 Fun Facts about Our National Mammal

After our welcoming committee it was off to find the burros and maybe my stalker again I had more carrots. Yes, I saw my stalker and I did feed him. All was forgiven and he promised me no more kisses. I do have to say the baby is getting big and has started to let people touch her. Although I do think she is still a tad nervous you can see it in her eyes. Here are a few more pictures of baby and mommy. It is nice that she is still nursing.

We also got to see a mutual petting/cleaning session going o between two of the burros. Roy even moved the car to get a better video. I tried to get a shot of the two but could not get an angle until I moved and caught one of them being a butt licker. It also seemed like Roy needed cleaning because his headlight got some action.

It was still early in the day so we decided to take the dirt road that runs between Wind Cave National Park and Custer State Park. It was here where we had seen quite a few prairie dogs in the past and the bunny who would not move. They seem to have spread out this year. Although we were able to catch a few enjoying peanuts.

We also saw a bluebird and he let me capture his best side. After lunch we ran into the burros again. This time we let them be.

Not to be forgotten I did get my butt shot of the big horn sheep.

It happened I got Kissed!

Yes, I did. It wasn’t a buffalo or a pronghorn, it wasn’t even Roy. You ask who or what was it then. My resident burro stalker. The only Jack in the herd had to have a crush on me. I am not sure that burros can recognize cars or people my bet they do. He was the first burro I fed, and I only did it to get close to the baby he was protecting. Every time that we fed them there, he was on my side of the car. I would get out of the car and there he was. I will come back to my kiss later on.

Our day started early we were on a mission to find where the whole herd of buffalo were hiding and to find and feed the burros again. We also had a chance to have a scout for a small group of pronghorns and then the small group crossed in front of us.

So, about the buffalo I have to say it was one of those times when it seemed most of the herd was in one place. Everywhere you looked you could see buffalo. I caught them rolling around, coming towards us on the road crossing in front of us. After we turned around to head out of the herd, we have a car speed by us and park in amongst the herd. As you can see from the video I think they are a special breed of stupid. When we drove past the car we did see that the crew were from the park. I guess they have to get in among the herd to get those epic shots people enjoy. Speaking of shots here are a few of the ones I took that day.

After the herd we took a short cut to see if the burros were where they usually hang out. This was where we were lucky enough to watch the pronghorn scout turn into crossing guard.

After we got back underway again, we found the burros. The baby is learning the art of begging early as you can see. Here are a few photos of Roy feeding them. The last picture he ran out of carrots.

So, about my stalker. I was out of carrots and wanted to take some pictures because other people had stopped to feed them and that act always make for good photos. I get out of the car and he starts to follow me. I decide to ignore him, as you can see from the video, he did not like that.

After a full morning of animal fun, we decided to grab a bite to eat then head home. Looking at each other we said the only thing missing from the animal sightings were the big horn sheep. Ask and look what appeared around the corner. Our day was complete.

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No Luck with the Night BUT

the animals shined this year. I will be summing up my nighttime adventures soon. I will say that it was nothing like Joshua Tree. After striking out in the Badlands we lucked into seeing deer in the daylight as we headed out in search of the burros. I was only able to get their little white tails though. The deer do move fast especially when someone has to change camera settings. (Yes, I had to do this.)

We did not find any burros that day which was good because we would not have been able to feed them, we had no carrots. As you know if you ain’t got the carrots they ain’t got the time. We did have to do some errands and stuff so we grabbed lunch and then headed around Wildlife loop. We thought maybe today might be a bust until we came upon the most reliable animal in the park the buffalo. This year it has been funny they have been turning up in so many places you would not expect. It’s good because it keeps me on the look out. We saw them just hanging out near the road and hurrying across it when they did cross. So, there was not an endless buffalo jam. I think they were on a mission.