White stork parents alternate egg incubating duties so it’s hard to tell if this is a she or he but it was a funny or maybe more aptly, a quirky one. of the thirty or so images i took this is the only one where we can clearly see its eye as it was constantly trying to hide behind one of the tree’s branches.
it didn’t do this when i was looking at it normally but only when behind the camera. as i moved my lens a little to the left, a little to the right, up or down, it would automatically adjust to find some safe place behind another branch or leaf to hide its eye.
funny that such a large bird wouldn’t take into account the rest of its body during the hiding process. in a way i suppose it’s an inverted/twisted ‘out of sight, out of mind’ approach but then that’s just me attempting to apply human reasoning to something that isn’t human and that’s dumb.
while the human world is full of the other kind, this lovely Yuan-yang or Mandarin drake duo kindly sent in by Hans Weilenmann to share here are not only mind-blowing exquisite creatures to look at or of much less importance, something to get the fly-tying geeks all excited about but oh, i don’t know… on second thought, there really isn’t anything to say about these images that they don’t say by themselves.
be sure to visit Hans’ Flytier’s Page for what’s in my opinion the best and most varied collection of flies from tiers all over the world and here for all of his tying and tips and tricks tutorials shared on TLC so far.
in a world (mine) where fly fishing and everything else somehow manages to combine i’m often confronted with difficult mind-numbing decisions such as:
– will this particular food enhance my day on the water ?
– are socks made by a fishing brand capable of outperforming (whatever that means) or be more comfy than non use-specific socks ?
– shall i shave before going to the river and other mojo-enhancing or destructive maybe make-or-break weirdnesses like,
“where’s that lucky cap, i’ll blank if i don’t have it !”,
taking the 9′ 5wt that caught that big brown instead of the 9′ 5wt that’s only caught little perch so far,
the “wait, this spot’s never fished well when the wind’s coming in from the Mediterranean”,
“you could be going out on a lunch date but you’d rather go out and wave a rod around instead ?!”
(i’m single. going out on dates means a lot more to us than you married/hooked-up lot)(at least it should, among other reasons, we don’t have that roll-over, “wanna ?” taken for granted convenience)
and then realising that Tuesday wasn’t open to fishing after all as there where several non-fly fishing things spread out throughout the day planned well in advance that had been duly noted in the agenda that hardly ever if ever gets read which in the end leaves a dour D’Oh, a sour taste, a lingering smell of anticipatory sweat and several bags laying by the front door looking stupid and lonely that remind me of a dog one would have gotten all excited by telling it they where going for that long-needed relief walk, had grabbed the leash and then at the last moment yelled feckit all ! and deciding to watch videos that have absolutely nothing to do with fly fishing instead.
something like these FurBirds…
granted, and in a simplistic way, knowing how feathers developed over millions of years won’t be a game changer whether we’re tying flies with them or fishing but, it’s still cool. enjoy !
as an aside, next time a fellow angler asks to see the fly you’re catching on, you could always tell them that it has dinosaur components. i’m sure they’ll take a pass next time they want to ask…