A License to Bird
To be perfectly honest I’ve always been slightly disdainful of personalized (vanity) license plates, at least for me. I generally prefer relative anonymity, partly because my natural inclination is to avoid bringing attention to myself (so why am I blogging?…) Not to say that I don’t enjoy reading them on other vehicles while driving and I often have fun with the challenge of trying to figure out what some of them really mean. Since I spend a lot of time photographing birds I occasionally run across “birder plates” at some of the refuges and marshes I frequent. So recently, after the purchase of a new pickup, I decided to break out of my mold and join the crowd. For me, “HARRIER” was almost a foregone conclusion if it was still available, and it was. Many of the better images in my avian collection are of the Northern Harrier, which most folks refer to simply as “harrier”. Whenever I’m forced to choose a favorite avian subject (a choice I don’t like to make) I typically choose this species. They’re magnificent aerial athletes, beautiful, extremely challenging photographic subjects and they carry that “raptor mystique”. Canon 7D, 1/3200, f/7.1, ISO 500, EV -0.33, 500 f/4, 1.4 tc After waiting over 6 weeks to have them delivered (come on Utah, get on the stick!) they finally arrived a few days ago. Today was my first day photographing birds since I got them and I thought it fitting that I was able to get this shot of a juvenile male harrier taking off from a sagebrush out on Antelope…