Old Friend

I was rather disappointed when I went down to the Pt. Defiance boathouse Friday, since there were remarkably few birds around, a single cormorant in the distance and, later, a single female Goldeneye.

However, as I leaned on the railing, my old nemesis, the Belted Kingfisher that always flies away when I approach, landed on the pipe right in front of me and sat there for the next half hour as I changed camera settings and took shot after shot.

Belted Kingfisiher

I’m still not sure why he was willing to sit there while I snapped away today and never before, but I’m certainly not one to look a gift-horse in the mouth, especially since it’s unlikely I’ll ever get better pictures than this unless I buy a 500mm lens.