Yesterday I went to check out a new area for some possible bird photos. This was at a wildlife refuge, the Napa-Sonoma Marsh which is at the upper north end of the San Francisco Bay tidal flats.
There were very few of the residents around and naturally, everyone was at the furthest reaches of the ponds, 300mm and 50% cropped away.
I talked with a birder who was riding his bicycle along the levee. Smart guy. I'll bring my bicycle next time. He told me the best time to come is during high tide, then a lot of the shorebirds along the bay move inland. Winter time there would be more birds, he said. I wondered if I can do winter?
So I continued my walk under gray skies, finding only this old Tiger Swallowtail to photograph. The trailing edge of his wings are a bit ragged and a lot of the scales are gone. Poor old guy.
But it was a nice, peaceful and quiet place only a 45 minute drive from home.
Well there was this squeaky old thing.
The grinding of metal reminded me of a Sergio Leone spaghetti western with Clint Eastwood.
A nice touch for atmosphere. I liked that.