I hope that the local Kingfisher is having as much fun as I am in my latest attempts to get a good picture of him, but, judging from this sequence of shots, I suspect he’s not.

I did discover a way to get much closer to him before he flies away, at least it worked this time. Instead of walking out in the open, I stood behind a fence and stuck my telephoto lens through the gate.

I managed to snap off nearly 16 shots before he noticed me, but, as you can tell from the change in expression, he looked none too happy at being fooled. I really didn’t mean to irritate him, but I love this sequence of photographs.

Still, I’m satisfied that this is probably the best picture I’m going to get until the sun decides to show itself again here in the Pacific Northwest, and that might be several months away.