Gone Fishin'

After visiting the Rothiemurcius fishery last year and being treated to my first ever osprey sighting, I decided to undertake a 1,200 mile plus round trip this weekend, armed with my cameras to capture that famous shot of the osprey swooping from the sky and catching a fish. As always, nothing went quite to plan.

The session started at 4.45, a time that normally only registers on my consciousness when suffixed with pm, but this was 0445h! Typically for Scotland it was pouring with rain, which in itself shouldn't deter an osprey, but isn't great for photography. Poor light meant a high ISO was required and a host of grainy pictures ensued.

Next, my previous illusion that ospreys swooped in, picked up the fish and then swooped off was shattered. They actually hover awkwardly at height before suddenly divebombing down into the water, catching their prey and then shooting off back to their nest. And, for some reason, despite the rich pickings, the three ospreys only managed to catch five fish between them in five hours. Luckily though, I managed to get a few shots off so please check out my latest images gallery.