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Point Reyes - A Week Later


Visiting Point Reyes National Seashore on Thanksgiving reminded me of what a gem this location is and motivated me to return.  On the following week a friend and I headed there.  In particular I wanted an image of Drakes Beach with its sandstone cliffs holding back the surf.  I think it would make a nice painting subject.
On the way to Drakes Beach we spotted this female Northern Harrier.  Harriers fly very close to the ground in search of prey, which makes it possible to get some pretty close images if you are lucky enough to be in their path.
The one bird which is a favorite of mine is the kestrel.  I couldn't remember ever seeing one a Point Reyes and mentioned this to my friend remarking that we needed one.  About a half hour later, there it was on a bush next to the dirt road we were on.  Kestrels are usually fairly shy birds so it was quite a treat to have it stay on its perch while we took its picture.
And then off it went, which is what we were hoping for as their beauty in flight is something to see.
And once again our friend the coyote was out and about.  We saw this one hunting in the field, watched  locate his prey, make the leap, and come up with lunch. I loved the look he gave us.  We were a good distance away but he was very aware of our presence. 
This time of year the male elk are hanging out together with their amazing racks on full display.  They are a common sight along the road.


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