Me and Georgia had travelled up to Scotland for a short getaway. We were staying in a secluded cabin on Loch Venachar, near Callander. Photography was completely new to me at this point and incredibly overwhelming when trying to work out how to use my new Sony A7iii. I had been getting decent shots up to this point while back home in Hampshire and was in the mood for a photography excursion and Georgia keen for a getaway also.
One of the days we hit the road and headed up the A82 towards Glencoe. Wilf was a young puppy at this point so we didn't go on any too strenuous walks, We had spent the day around the area and the settings were beautiful. I hadn't had that much luck on this day or even the trip in general with capturing any wildlife images, I was feeling dis heartened from my lack of spotting as I was new to the hobby. We decided to make one more stop before we headed back to the cabin and we parked up at the foothills of The Three Sisters just outside of Glencoe as the sun was starting to set, was an absolute golden hour delight.
Instead of wearing my camera round my neck I packed it into my backpack just in case. We walked for a couple of minutes or so before I caught a glimpse of something unique and out of the ordinary down in the valley. I pulled out my camera from my bag and took a quick snapshot to look back at what it was, I couldn't believe it... My first spotting of a Short Eared Owl and not just one, but two. The two of them dancing and floating between one another as they swooped through the evening sun, I had to get closer.
I handed Wilf to Georgia as I strategically made my way closer to them, they were occasionally landing on random boulders and branches throughout the valley. I was getting close to one in particular, It had landed just ahead of me and I creeped up over the top of this small mound to get a better view and when I peered over the top there it was, In all its beauty perched on a boulder surveying its surroundings. I captured several images before it took off again and the excitement rushed through me as I looked back through the pictures.
This was the welcoming moment I had been craving, I couldn't wait to get back and show Georgia the pictures before heading off back down the A82 in the sunset to the cabin on the Loch.
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