Monday, October 27, 2008

Finally... Some Fall Colors!

The blazing autumn colors have finally arrived here in northern Illinois! It took a whole lot of miles and the whole weekend, as I drove from county to county to find the beauty, and trips to parks I haven't been to in awhile, searching for the golds, reds, and orange hues of Fall.


Pilcher Park, Joliet, Il.



Pilcher Park, Joliet, Il



McKinley Woods, Channahon, Il



Pilcher Park, Joliet, Il



Hammel Woods, Shorewood, Il



Hammel Woods, Shorewood, Il



Pilcher Park, Joliet, Il



Tandem Lake (private property), Morris Il



McKinley Woods, Channahon, Il



McKinley Woods, Channahon, Il



McKinley Woods, Channahon, Il



Forest near Mazon Creek

I couldn't find any of the "babbling brooks" we all love to photograph, but...I am still on the hunt!

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

The Sunday Sandhill Sunrise Spectacle



Attempt after attempt has rendered a tad more success in finding the Sandhill Cranes, and the degree of difficulty, a bit more in my favor, since my initiation into the Obsessed Sandhill Crane Fanclub.

This being said, Sunday was no exception to the latest and greatest of Sandhill Crane Expeditions, as I like to call them, because it's never an easy task out here.

Here's how it played out:

Parking in the usual spot, and listening for the morning
call-of-the-cranes at sunrise, has been a staple.

It lets me know that:

1. They are still here, and have not migrated south yet...
2. They tend to move to find breakfast, so get ready!
3. Getting up this early to hear that melodic sound is oh-so-worth-it!

There are some downsides to all of this drama:

1. The Sandhills do not phone first to tell me they are going to fly that day, so I do sit for several hours on any given day, without a siting.
2. They tend to fly in other directions that differ from my location.
3. The sun and the sandhills do not always align for optimal shooting conditions.

So getting to the meat of the stew, saturday was unproductive. We did heard them in a more northerly location, so we adjusted our parking place to a closer spot, but we did not see them from the new site. For sunday, we parked where we always are, and heard them within 5 minutes. All of a sudden, we see them take a southerly route, but turn sharply west, and head in our direction. The positioning was acceptable, but if I had the best vantage point, I would have been on their other side, as they flew. I shot plenty of frames as they lofted past. Checking the photos on the camera, I was somewhat happy with better lighting than in the past, although my settings still needed tweeking.

Where I need the "Help Department":

1. If only they would fly into the sun instead of against it. They fly west, leaving their wings and tail partially lit, instead of their heads and leading wing feathers.
2. If only I had known that I left my menu setting on "Landscape", thus leaving me with photoshop techniques to brighten up the photo. The grain is quite evident in their underexposed bodies.
3. I need the "Help Department" to plead with the cranes not to leave, before I get in 1 last shot!

Thanks to everyone who always have a nice comment, and sticks with me through these episodes of insanity!

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

C.F.I's

Do you know what a C.F.I is? Well, I do, but I just made it up...Colorful Flying Insects.





On my trek to find the sandhills, I caught this cute lil butterfly on what is left of the colorful flowers in the prairie. I love the BIG green bulging eyes! I can't ID the winged one or the flower, so if you know, throw me a comment. Thanks!





This Praying Mantis happened to buzz past me on the trail. His lil face is kinda adorable! The coloring of this mantis changes just like the season does.





Thanks for stopping by!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Rescue Me From Myself

As I sit here and type this entry out, I am (over)thinking of how to plot out my next move...

What is Hannibal up to now?...you might ask?

Obsessing over the sandhills, thats what!

Well, let me catch you up to date, plenty has happened...

Time is ticking away before the Sandhill Cranes in Goose Lake leave, which means I have been throttling up to get the shots I want in a hurry. I spent all weekend getting to Goose Lake before sunrise and listening for their melody to give direction to their location. I heard them every morning and hiked to my lookout after sun up. Nothing! On Thursday afternoon, I took a 3 mile hike to a new lookout and discovered tracks in the mud. COOL!




At the top of the hill, I sat on a bench provided to those who venture to reach this mecca. (Thank you Goose Lake!) Looking out at this vast prairie, I discover hidden lakes everywhere. I had no idea! Only google maps satellite images could reveal this secret. Scanning the lakes edges with my zoom, my ears perk to the sound of the sandhills. I peek out from behind the lens (because I can somehow hear better!), & I hone in on the direction the sound is coming from...Dead ahead! I scope the lens again and scan the area. Oooh...Whats that? Two white sticks poking out of the reeds about a million miles away from where I sit. One of the sticks disappears, then pops back up...Ooooh....It's them! I shoot a few frames and check the display:



COOL again!...Now I know the secret location from which they sing! But...There are no trails leading me in their direction...

I head back down the trail after taking the scenery in, and trek the miles back to the car (Ugh!). I need a new plan. Since I can't get closer to their secret locale, I must come up with a plot to put me closer to their flight route. The only flight route I have seen has been heading west. If I put myself in that flight pattern at the right time...It's all I have to go on. I saw one fly before dawn a few weeks ago...hmmm... I have my plan: So...Friday & Saturday, I wake up before dawn and go out there. I park my car and watch the horizon. The sun comes up, the time ticks by and no flight in my direction either day. Come on! I take the shorter path to my usual lookout on both days and hear their trumpets. Are you kidding me? Well...Maybe they didn't feel like flying today...I left near noon on both days. Maybe Sunday will be my day...And odds are growing in my favor...I hope...

Sunday arrives and I am in my usual spot, waiting for the sun to rise:



Time is passing slowly, but eventually my mood grows dark. It's the final day I can be here at sunrise, as Monday means the workday grind (5am-1pm), and I will miss the sunrise for another week.

It's nearing 8:00 a.m. and I am thinking of calling it quits...Then out in the distance...the trumpeting begins...I scan the horizon for a sign...Woohooo!...



They are flying to the south of me, but close enough to get a few decent shots...



I was thrilled that the plan worked.

I was thrilled that I was learning their behavior.

It's all a very good thing.

Am I satisfied?

No...Do I have a better plan?

Yes! Will it work?

Only if the cranes are still here and I get very lucky before the next weekend runs out, and I am out of time...

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Young Buck


This is the first buck I have seen without velvet. The tines are dark and freshly stripped of the delicate fine hair that protects the antler during growth. While in the growth phase, the antlers are covered in a layer of skin that supplies the budding antlers with the nutrients needed to build the bone mass. The antlers will grow rapidly for 2-4 months. When the velvet is no longer needed, a ring at the bottom of the antler shaft forms and cuts off the supply of blood and nutrients. The velvet withers and begins to fall off. As a rule this process is facilitated by the deer by rubbing his antlers against trees. The whole process is repeated every year for the rest of his life.

It's one of my favorite times of the year, as I bundle up at the crack of dawn and go scouting for the "Big Buck" with the plentiful tines.

Chimney Swifts


I went outside for a break from work yesterday morning and found a flock of Chimney Swifts circling overhead in a feeding frenzy. This shot was when a particularly large bug had all eyes and mouthes closing in on it at the same time. I would have hated to be that bug...

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Goose Lake Menagerie

The last of the latest in Goose Lake!




The Cabin is hard NOT to photograph, as I have shot 100's of frames.



The sunrise in the tall grass is also a fav of mine.



The geese are always around, so a take off shot is irresistible.



The Palm Warbler is the most abundant migrater at the prairie.



The snipe can sometimes be caught flying in the morning, just after the fog has burnt off.