Kingfishers have, for me at least, been very difficult to photograph. I've heard them plenty of times when I'm out paddling or while hiking near a river or lakeshore. But, they rarely come close enough or stay still long enough to make a decent photo. This summer, however, they have been slowly revealing themselves to me.
On a few occasions I've been able to observe and photograph them as I slowly drift down the local rivers. The most recent encounter was this past Friday, as I was floating down the Pigeon River. I came around a bend in the river and there, perched perfectly on this tree arcing out over the water, was a kingfisher surveying his hunting waters below. As I drifted closer and closer, I couldn't believe how close he was allowing me to get. Eventually, he dropped down from his perch and flew past me, headed upriver.
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