Since it is “Moose Monday” I thought I’d tell a brief moose photography tale.
In the above photo, I’m standing in 2 inches of water in the middle of this huge field of willows.
I spotted this moose in the field and decided to hike out into the willows to get a better angle on him as he leisurely munched on the plants. He was at least two hundred meters from me and I wanted that mountain in the background. I figured he would ignore me being that far away.
He became aware of me moving in to the field behind him almost immediately and though he didn’t show any concern, he simply pointed his butt at me and continued munching his way through the willows as he walked away from me.
I continued to follow him through the soaking wet scrub for another hundred meters or so and ultimately decided that what I have is what I’m going to get. He wasn’t going to allow me to get closer than one hundred meters and I was paying a price for my enthusiasm, as it was not all that warm and I was not all that dry by this point.
I stopped, watched, waited for about 5 more minutes. He never looked up, he never turned to the side, he just kept his position. I went back to the road and moved out ahead of him and I had to settle for this shot instead. The experience was quite memorable, even though the photograph didn’t turn out to be the one I was seeking.
I have quite a bit of Stock Photography on the micro-stock web sites. After 11 years in business, I’ve accumulated an extensive catalog of wildlife and landscape images.
Some stock agencies calculate sales payments to photographers at the end of the month and if the total sales add up to a certain value, the photographer gets paid.
I always find it amusing when my total for the month approaches the minimum payout amount. Occasionally, I’ll have like $99.45 in sales and it’s the last day of the month. I need one more sale to push it over $100 and get that check for the month to me.
Well, this month is no different. I got to the point that I needed one more sale to get me over the hump for February.
These days, I prefer weekdays to weekends. Being semi-retired, I’ve become accustomed to doing my local business when traffic and crowds are more thin.
A little relief from the Winter cabin fever we have been suffering from with a drive into the mountains yesterday to visit Trudy’s sister in Bailey, CO. I always take a camera with me on the chance that there may be wildlife in the area. Mid day though, isn’t exactly when the moose are going to be hanging around the local stream.
So, I’ll start the new week out staring out the window at the fresh white stuff while I drink a tall cup of hot Dunkin Donuts coffee and work on getting more stock photos uploaded to the agencies.
Been watching the Winter Olympics, but honestly, I just can’t get in to it. I’m all for “Team USA” rah, rah, rah, and I hope we win lots of medals and everyone gets famous. The best part of it is the distraction from the political bullshit that has engulfed the US. Driven by everyone’s need to out scream everyone else and the lies are at a record crescendo it appears.
Who do you trust? I don’t trust blatant liars, I know that much.