I live under a rock. Not sure where I picked that up. Most of the people I grew up with are natural inquisitive explorers. I balance that out.
There is a metropark that I have passed numerous times in the last 25 years of my life in Michigan. Last weekend, I finally paid the $10 to spend a few hours exploring.
My photo club has started going there in the past year. I've never been able to join them on these excursions - but I have heard the tales. This past weekend was the perfect time to go.
I was hoping to see some bigger birds of prey, but that was not to be. I did get to see a number of small birds chase a hawk through the trees, followed by a number of photographers. That lasted for about 15 minutes - and for me at least yielded no useable shots.
The metropark does boast a Heron Rookery on Wildwing Lake. I've seen photos of rookeries in the southern states, but none close by. It is a Rock thing.
GBH Returning Home to the Kids
NIKON D500 Ver.1.31/NIKKOR 200-500mm f/5.6
660 mm, 1/1600 sec, f/5.6, ISO 100
EV 0, Aperture Priority, Size DX
The first shot was taken while I was walking around for my initial survey. The shot was hand held. But while I was there, I know I would return with heavier equipment. In a rare display of forward thinking, I had the D500 combo-ed with the 200-500 lens ready in reserve. I also now have stored permanently stored in the truck, a monopod with appropriate gimbal. All came to good use. In the middle shot, I decreased the shutter speed to 1/800 from my usual 1/1250 speeds. That doesn't happen often.