We don’t always have control over the angle we get when photographing the Great Blues. This one fooled us by coming in from the opposite direction of his previous path.

Above is a great view of the ‘caplet’ feathers of the Great Blue shoulders and wings.

Usually they pick a plan and stick with it for most of the afternoon.

Not this one though. It finally got to the point Ellen and I were warning each other of the last direction the bird was looking before taking off.

We assumed that was the ultimate spot he would go to get more sticks, no matter what direction he started with. It worked.