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One morning, on our daily drive to the post office, we spotted a dead Virginia opossum in the ditch. We stopped to examine the animal and discovered that her body was still warm and that she had six tiny newborns tethered to the nipples inside the pouch on her belly. The first thought that came to mind was What kind of creepy crawlies lurk in the opossums scruffy fur that might like to abandon ship and search for a new hot-blooded host? Wayne had a different thought.
The beauty of flattened fauna is that it doesnt move, it doesnt bite and it doesnt flee. Its the ideal macro subject, although when the wind is blowing in the wrong direction, concentration can sometimes be a challenge. We dont want to bore you with a discussion on close-up photography; we already did that in two previous columns (July/August 2000 and September/October 2000). Instead, here are some of our most lucrative dead critter tales that we hope will tempt you to capitalize on carrion. A Hungry Cottonmouth If you want a career in roadkill photography (and who doesnt?); first you must read. You cant photograph animal adaptations unless you know what they are, and many are not obvious. Weve always believed that one of the biggest contributors to our success as wildlife photographers is our knowledge of biology. We know critters, and we know which aspects of their anatomy are unique and interesting. If were not sure about something, we toss the roadkill into the freezer and pull out the books. We did this on a trip to Florida after we found a dead juvenile cottonmouth. After we had taken some close-up shots of the snakes scale pattern we didnt know what else to do with the dearly departed. We found the answer in some scientific papers in the library of the local park headquarters. There it was on page 199. The fish-eating cottonmouth is known to consume carrion. Thats it, well simulate a feeding sequence. Now all we needed was a road-killed fish. No worries, mate; after an hour of checking ponds beside the highway we found half a dozen small dead mosquito fish. We posed our compliant cottonmouth on some aquatic vegetation and took a sequence of shots with the fish being slowly swallowed by the snake. Gulp.
Wayne went to the Arctic one year in early April to photograph frosted musk oxen in a snowy landscape. It was a good trip, and besides musk oxen he got shots of arctic hares, snowy owls and ptarmigan. Back in the village of Sachs Harbour he began talking about ptarmigan with one of his Inuit companions, John, Jr. More accurately, the conversation revolved around ptarmigan feet and the dense feathering the birds have on their toes in winter that function as snowshoes. Thats the shot Ive always wanted, Wayne enthused. Its such a unique feature of these birds, but I can never get close enough. Moments later John Jr. handed Wayne two frozen unplucked ptarmigan. I think these birds will let you get really close. For the next half hour, they photographed frozen feathery feet. John had no interest in photography but he loved to laugh and the story of the kabloona from Calgary who flew 5000 miles to photograph the feet of a dead ptarmigan is still one of his favorites. Go ahead, John, laugh all you want. Cha-ching, cha-ching. The Revenge of the Bitten One July we were on assignment for Parks Canada in Wood Buffalo National Park in the Northwest Territories. At the height of summer every insect in the park seemed to be bloodthirsty. There were clouds of blackflies, mosquitoes, deer flies and no-see-ums. The worst were the horseflies that were so big we swear you could hear the hum of their wings half a mile away.
The Poor Poorwill A grinning Joe Van Os told us a roadkill story of his own. A couple of years ago he was leading a spring Photo Safari in Saguaro National Monument and found a dead common poorwill beside the road. Joe, being a knowledgeable bird watcher, knew that the poorwill was famous for being one of the only birds known to hibernate. In the cold winters of the Southwest, the poorwill may wedge itself in a rocky crevice and enter a torpid state, letting its body temperature drop to 41 degrees F. Joe propped the bird on a rock, moistened its clouded eye with saliva to generate a catchlight and, voil, he had money in the bank. Weve seen the poorwill shot published a number of times and we always chuckle. Pocket Gopher Payday On Easter Sunday this year, we found a nesting great horned owl, and for three months we followed the growth of the three chicks. One morning in May, as we left our photo blind, we found a dead northern pocket gopher on the ground beneath the nest. The gopher didnt have a mark on it. The antics of the growing owl chicks had slowly destroyed the family nest, and the pocket gopher had probably fallen off the crumbling edge. Pocket gophers are hard to photograph in the wildmake that impossible to photographbecause these burrowing rodents rarely surface during the daytime.
WARNING: Before you start peeling roadkills off the highway and taking them home for a photo session, make sure you know the wildlife regulations in the state or province where you live. In many areas, possession of certain species of wildlife, even road-killed critters, requires a special permit that you must obtain from your local Fish & Game office. Without the permit, you may be charged and fined for illegal possession of wildlife. |
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