The Little Wolf Hunter

A close-up view of our cat Sam sleeping on my legs

Sam curled up and slept on my lap as I watched a documentary about the Druid wolf pack in Yellowstone. He woke when they showed some noisy ravens on a wolf kill and stood transfixed before the television, something I’ve not seen from him before. Suddenly wolves dashed across the screen and he jumped up and swatted madly at them. His claws were retracted so I let him have his fun attacking wolves and coyotes and elk and bison and all the animals of that great land.

Finally, exhausted from the hunt, he settled back down to sleep on my legs. The documentary didn’t flinch from the brutality of the wolves to other animals and neighboring wolf packs, but even so, I hope for their sake they never have to face my little hunter. Particularly if I were to let slip the lie that they’re the reason he has to get his flea treatments.

These pictures are the first I’ve taken using the live view on the back of the camera instead of the optical viewfinder, something I can’t do with my older cameras. The live view allowed me to lower the camera to his eye level as he slept on my legs and get a much more intimate portrait.

A close-up view of our cat Sam sleeping on my legs

How I Spent My Christmas Vacation

A river otter chews on a fish with its mouth wide open at Ridgefield National Wildlife Refuge

I was off for two weeks over Christmas and spent most every day at Ridgefield, arriving near sunrise and leaving near sunset. I hadn’t originally planned to spend all my time there, but each day brought something new and I had great fun taking advantage of the fog, frost, wind, sun, rain, and even a little snow.

It was also a good time to better learn my Canon 7D, which until now I had been shooting mostly like my dear departed 20D. I brought the camera manual with me each day so I could read it during slow times or bad light and ended up reading it cover-to-cover and started playing with the new features.

When not at the refuge, I started some upgrades necessitated by the new camera. First up was a large and fast memory card which makes the camera a lot more fun to use. Next up was a large external hard drive to deal with the camera’s huge files. Finally I got a portable hard drive for off-site backups. An unanticipated upgrade was a new wireless router, the old one started needing daily reboots, but it also has many nice new features which we are enjoying.

Sadly there is another unanticipated upgrade to come, during my daily Ridgefield trips I realized my 1.4X teleconverter is not working right, optically it’s OK but I have to underexpose by a stop. And then I usually forget to reset the exposure when I take the converter off, meaning I end up with a lot of severely underexposed pictures. So replacing that will bump some other upgrades down the priority scale.

The teleconverter is one of my oldest pieces of camera equipment still in use as it goes back to my early photography days. My camera bag is also of a similar vintage and is still going strong despite some problems. These two pieces of gear have been with me on every trip and every hike for the past fifteen years so I’m a little attached to them. Another piece of old gear, my telephoto zoom, still works but will need to go in for servicing sometime soon.

But I had a relaxing two weeks at the refuge and saw otters just about every day for the first week but rarely got off a picture. On this day I had seen them further up and waited in the car in a spot where I had a good view into the water and people had plenty of room to go by. But right as they swam into view, another photographer came speeding up, left their noisy car running, and jumped out to take pictures. Before the otters fled I got off some quick pictures as they surfaced to eat the fish they had caught, but they remain one of my white whales.

Silent Night

Our cats Sam and Emma underneath the Christmas tree

Sam and Emma underneath the Christmas tree, a slightly calmer scene than yesterday. I was going to title yesterday’s post “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”, but since I recently got a nice new camera I couldn’t do it in good conscience.

Today’s cameras really are remarkable. I took both of these pictures tonight, handheld, with the Christmas tree lights providing the only illumination. I decided to try the 7D at ISO 3200 and used the image stabilization in the lens to compensate for the slow shutter speed.

Our cats Sam and Emma sleeping underneath the Christmas tree

Window Seat

Our cat Scout looking out our big picture window

Another flash test with Scout, also bounced off the ceiling as fill-flash.

One of the things I like about my new camera is the battery system, which is both more accurate and more detailed about how much life is left in the battery. All of my previous cameras used the same battery system, which had three indicators:

  1. Your battery is full
  2. Your battery is about to die
  3. Your camera is shutting down

A slight exaggeration, but not by much. The new battery is one of the nice little touches to the 7D that doesn’t make the headlines.

The downside of course is that I can’t use the same batteries from my old cameras, and I found out this morning just how painful that could be. After visiting Ridgefield last weekend, I left the battery in the camera during the week so I could take pictures of the pets. Last night I put it in the charger but went to bed before it finished.

As you may have guessed by now, I got up before sunrise this morning to go back out to Ridgefield, arrived at the refuge and realized the 7D’s battery was still sitting in its charger. At home, 30 minutes away.

Sigh.

There’s a reason I get my camera gear together the night before I go hiking, a morning person I am not. On the plus side, I did bring my old Canon 10D along, so I wasn’t completely dead in the water. And water there was, it rained hard the entire time I was there.

It reminded me of a time years ago when I was in grad school and not long after I had gotten my first tripod. On a day hike in nearby West Virginia, I forgot my tripod and ended up missing a nice shot of a bat hanging in a tree. On my next trip, eager to avoid the same mistake, I checked, double-checked, and triple-checked that I packed the tripod before leaving.

Yet when I got to West Virginia, I realized I had brought the tripod, yet left the camera at home.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Our cat Scout sleeping on the window seat beside our picture window with fall colors in the background

I haven’t had much time for blogging or learning the new camera with NaNoWriMo going on this month (after a slow start I’m currently at 44,195 words and barring unforeseen mishaps should cross the 50,000 word finish line before Monday).

I did make sure the hot shoe worked by hooking up my flash and using it as fill-flash on one of my favorite subjects, sleeping in front of our biggest picture window with a bit of fall color behind her.

When I look at the picture, I’m reminded of two things:

  1. How much I love my black-and-white cat
  2. How much I need to clean the window