Here are a few I found in the archives. You can see that the predominant antler characteristic is forked horn. A four-point buck is unusual.
This is a nice buck. Saw one bigger but didn’t get a photo.
This buck is pretty big. How wide?
This buck watched as I drove by. He was about 50 yards off the road.
These are all California black-tailed deer.
Top left: Cache Creek (My brother, Rob, took this one.). Top Center: Golden Gate Park. Top right: Pebble Beach.
Second row left: Sand trap at Pebble Beach.
Second row up from the bottom on the left is another Golden Gate Park buck.
I believe all the rest were photographed on or near our ranch in Alameda County.
Here are two more shots of this morning’s sunrise at Webb Tract in the California Delta.
Last day of duck season, but there would be no hunt for us. Lola and I were pooped. Knowing that she had expended all her energy on Saturday, I couldn’t drag her out into the cold water again. Plus I had four specs to pluck and decoys to pick up.
As I sat in the front seat of my truck drinking coffee and feeling satisfied, I realized that a spectacular sunrise was happening right in front of me.
On a trip to South Africa nearly ten years ago, Linda and I spent two nights at Sun City. On the second day of our stay, I played a round of golf at the Gary Player golf course.
As I stood beside the club house, a lilac breasted roller bird landed in a tree nearby. Grabbing my camera, I moved beneath the tree on which it was perched and attempted to photograph it.
Amazingly the bird flew down from the tree and landed on the lawn about five feet from me. There it stood just long enough for to take two photos.
Here is the result.
Lilac breasted roller bird at Gary Player golf course in Sun City, South Africa.
This photo was posted on my blog for some time, but I took it down and don’t remember why.
Now it’s back.
Actually I was second draw on Saturday for the North pond at the Kerry Club, but hunter number one didn’t show. Therefore my partner, Joe DiDonato, and I had the first pick for a blind. Sometimes that’s good news. Other times it just points out that you can’t always figure out what the ducks are going to do.
We reached our choice, blind 2, a bit before shooting time and settled in as the first shots were fired – a bit surprised that we couldn’t see any working birds, especially teal.
The guys in the blind to the south of us were covered up and Joe and I could see a line of teal that seemed to be bearing down upon them. I later heard that they limited in 20 minutes and we witnessed it.
Meanwhile Joe and I were off to a slow start, so I took a picture of the sunrise, which was spectacular.
Then we got our first duck, a fast flying teal that went over the top of us at full speed. Amazingly it came down with one shot. That was not a harbinger of things to come. After that, it seemed like the harder we tried, the worse our shooting became. We did pick off a bird periodically and eventually filled our bag. Lucky for us we each brought plenty of ammo.
Snapped this photo of Joe with one bird to go. Ended up with 13 teal and a drake wigeon, recovered across the pond after a long chase by Joe and Lola.
The sun put on a display as it worked its way out of the clouds this morning. After a dozen attempts, the camera still did not do it justice, but this is the photo I liked best.