Man did I ever work for these. I trudged about three quarters of a mile in a pair of knee high rubber boots through the marsh, Carrying 45 pounds of camera gear, just to HOPE to get close enough to use the 600mm on this single Whooping Crane that was hanging out with some Sandhill Cranes. It was worth it. The conditions were horrible (bad weather), but this is the closest I've ever been able to get since I found where they were quite some time ago:
He gave me a few shots on the ground, and then flew off. These were panned with the 600mm off the Wimberley head at relatively slow speeds due to the poor lighting:
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