Near the residence have a good location. It's meadow slope facing east with scattered shrubs and hedges. Means meadows and a small stream that forms at the bottom of a small lake. In the spring, the meadow walk and always seeking warbler nests. During one of the visits I found in meadows sparse bushes unfinished nest of thin sticks.
Near the residence have a good location. It's meadow slope facing east with scattered shrubs and hedges. Means meadows and a small stream that forms at the bottom of a small lake. In the spring, the meadow walk and always seeking warbler nests. During one of the visits I found in meadows sparse bushes unfinished nest of thin sticks. Type nest was familiar, but "home" I've missed. During a later visit was already in the nest egg, but the birds always managed to quietly disappear ground flight under bushes. Over the next week I walked around the bushes and I remembered the nest. Since I had a camera round his neck so I walk over without stopping and turned photographed nest among the leaves. Bird again quietly disappeared into the bushes. At home I have a photo enlarged, the leaves colored eye can see - Hawfinch. During the passing of time and work obligations I forgot nest. After one family weekend in late afternoon time wondering where to go to some nearby location I remembered Dlask. I did not cover, but I took a tripod and remote shutter release. Weaver fed. I built a tripod, placed a camera and a telephoto lens, I stretched a cable release to the next bush, zalehnul I-pad and waited. Dlask arrived, looking suspiciously at first on a tripod, but after a while he began to feed. After each feeding, which was repeated every 20 minutes, I checked the footage, fixed telephoto direction, replace the memory card and recorded images into the database.
I'm lying and I shoot and I did not register movement on the other side of the bushes. Suddenly, I looked and two meters in front of me stands a deer. His gait strained wire trigger and watched what he was holding back on the move. Since I had an expensive camera with a telephoto lens above the nest built on a slope so I got scared of consequential damages, and I stood up. Roe started cursing me and briskly walked into the bushes. I wish I had two bodies, but Dlask given priority and photographed him on. Roe was insistent and during the subsequent 1.5 hours lost 2 more times. In two days I came back to the nest, weaver and deer were gone into the evening showed. Too bad that day I had time for him, but I was offended and did not want to impose.