I was ready. I had the extender and the 100-400mm lens on my Canon R7. Ready for all the bobble-headed chicks we would see when we arrived at the rookery yesterday. Except it took a very long time to ‘find’ any chicks at all. Another photographer pointed out that many of the nests themselves were gone after the extreme winds we had had on Thursday. The trouble with becoming invested in the natural world around me at this late stage of life is the sad realization that it’s a life and death struggle daily for even the cutest of creatures out there. And maybe that pertains to us humans also, especially as the years pass by.
While seeing nests with chicks in them was a challenge yesterday, hearing chicks yelling for food was hard to miss, making the whole experience even more frustrating. So again I have resolved to go back sooner rather than later.