The Heron Stalker. That’s me. I am obsessed with getting a decent photo of a heron. I have seen a few along the river but they are almost always on the other side of the river . . . too far to get a decent photo.
This morning I went down to the river hoping to get some sunrise photos. Lo and behold, there was a heron perched on an old tree sticking out of the river. It was the closest I’ve been able to get to a heron. The problem was the sun wasn’t up yet and there was not a lot of light so I had to crank up the ISO in order to get any shots at all. But I sat there on the wet, frozen ground trying to get some decent shots.