I drove down to the shoreline and found an area to park. As the sun started to rise, the blue hour hues began, and the colors were a brilliant dark blue. The shades of colors changed as it crept closer to morning.
I leaned against an old dock post watching the sun start to rise, and I heard a splash next to me. I looked down, and a large Blue Heron landed about two feet from me. It's so different down here; the wildlife is so used to people they don't spook like back home in Michigan.
Still watching the Heron, colors in the sky had changed, and the wildlife had started to appear out of nowhere. Anticipating that the Heron was about to fly, I readied and was fortunate that it flew to my right.
It seemed magical for the next thirty minutes as I photographed the Heron in flight and along the coastline. Most of you know my tagline, "your best photographs are the result of one thing, making an effort to get out and shoot," this morning it was never truer.
I watched and photographed along the coastline for about another hour until the sun finally rose above the horizon. I was primarily trying to get some Brown Pelicans as they are so distinct looking.
As I was photographing, a truck pulled up next to me, and a gentleman got out of his Ford truck. He introduced himself as Barry, and he also is a photographer from Michigan. We talked for a while, and then both of us went looking for some Whooping Cranes.
I had such an incredible sunrise shooting experience I had a hard time switching gears looking for the Cranes. I found just two Whooping Cranes and a group of Sandhill Cranes.
Barry drove over to where I was photographing, and we talked and photographed for about another hour.
No Whooper's in flight, but I did get to hear them, and their call is different than the Sandhills. Maybe next time...
Photography should be fun! It's not about the phone or camera brand you're using. Always remember, your best photographs are the result of one thing, making an effort to get out and shoot.
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