When I started taking bird photography seriously in November, I set myself a goal.
I would give myself one year to find a good location with the unique Kingfisher, and another year to have the opportunity to photograph one. Capturing a Kingfisher in motion was not even part of my plan.
Just one week into that goal, I saw my first Kingfisher — in a place where I had played and grown up as a child — yet back then I had never seen the bird everyone talked about. Not until now.
I haven’t photographed that particular bird from the area yet, but over the winter two new locations emerged nearby, giving me more opportunities to observe them. Now, just three months after setting my goal, I’ve already achieved what I had planned as a one-year milestone — recently also in flight, although this is still a discipline where I have significant room to grow.
The real reward has been the deeper understanding of these remarkable birds. I’ve built a deeper connection and gained substantial knowledge about these quirky, highly competent, and intelligent birds that continue to fascinate me.