An Interlude

So, after I laid out my vision of regular photo outings, the weather, work and all things life have conspired against me escaping to the wetland centre. So, to fill the time, I have picked out a couple more pics from my last couple of visits which I think are worth their salt.

Ahhh! enough with the seaguls and the fish! Okok, but i thought this one was good too.

This was taken in early March when the temperature was still quite low one morning. Teals are beautiful ducks to photograph, and with the blue of the lake and the thin layer of ice, this chap looks especially handsome.

Last one for now: Recently, I have had a real fascination with water in my photography. I love the seemingly random forms it makes and the ripples that inevitable result. Combine this recent fancy with the ever entertaining activity of ducks feeding = great fun.

All images copyright William Bermingham 2010

Just a couple more from my sunny day at the Wetland centre :) Below is a Lapwing which are very common at the centre and make nice photographic subjects.

So, having settled down in London Town, I have started getting out and about with my camera again. I figure, if I actually make a blog of it, I will have some drive to get out and snapping more! The majority of my pics will come from the London Wetland Centre - a great oasis of nature in the sprawling city - having got membership for my birthday from Linds :D

To kick things off - this little pic was from last weekend - the sun was shining and small patchy clouds meant that the light was fairly un-interupted. Having found my settings (~iso 400 1/1000 f7) I wandered the hides looking for some good subjects. The best event of the day was just before I left - my battery was running low and I had clocked up a lot of photos already. Just as I was about to pack up, a herring gull dived and picked up a fish from the lake - My shutter started work! As soon as the other gulls realised what had happened, he was pestered relentlessly - finally dropping the fish and heading off in discontent.

This left the fish to the smaller black headed gulls, with another tussle following. After all this, the final blow was sudden - having been dropped again, the fish was scooped up my a determined crow. He new his business - grabbing the fish and then getting away from the gulls as fast as possible. Game over.