The Story:
There are those days when the heat is uncomfortable. Then there are those days when the heat is oppressive. A day when the air hasn't even a thought of movement, humidity seems to rob your breath leaving you gasping for the next, when even shade offers little to no refuge. Only one place can give relief, and anybody and anything will do pilgrimage to find it. The water is where it's at.
So there I was in my super duper cadillac soup deville floating blind when from behind me I heard some serious splashing. Slowly I started a 180 to see what I might be in store for and amazingly there was this guy cooling his jets big time. What is happening is that he is standing on a telephone pole which has the tip of one end just out of the water(to the left out of view in this picture) and serves as an island for all manner of creatures of the pond. The rest of the pole slopes downward into the water at about a 30 degree angle till the other end hits the bottom. So this guy lands on the part out of the water, and starts walking down the pole deeper and deeper, splashing and flapping all the way till he's in as you see him here. And he stayed like this for quite some time. I probably reeled off 300 shots or so and would have gotten more if it weren't for the limited buffer and slow write of the 20D. A lot of them with copious water sprays and wing flaps. Like a duck he would dive his head into the water several times, I suppose to get the cool water running down his back, and then do a wing flap.
I was just out there--otherwise I never could have planned for this one. But as they say-- just showing up for work is 80%.
20D 600 1/2000@f8 ISO 400
Paul







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