Hi,
Couple of days ago I took time to visit Bushy park,the first time was amazing with the light lovely and low in the sky,you could say it was heavenly(for a photographer) but the second visit was completely different with heavy fog,with huge Red and Fallow stags roaring it was a pretty daunting prospect when Dad said “meet back here at 10” and slowly disappeared into the fog. Anyways I preferred walking around the lake to take photos of the bird life, at one point I was shooting low level coots against the rising sun when I heard something behind me,it was a big(really big)fallow stag belting out a chorus of low roars. I slowly stood up and tried hiding from the stag(which was NOT moving), I quickly made the decision to head towards the fisherman situated next to me. I’m glad I did as he gave me a chilling stare as I walked away. Throughout the “golden hour” I was snapping away, so here are a few goodies from that day.
Josh
