He had a choice, had many options,  chose the worst one.

Logic told me he was planning to fly left, over the swamp then turn towards the Cypress. However, after the assumed left turn, he did another and aimed directly under the swamp trees, over the path, and me.

That’s a big bird, with a big stick.

Best viewed large.

Someone from the plantation was down viewing the swamp and lucky was not too close. I did hear her warning LOL.

I thought all I could do was stay in place, push the button, get the shot, and (another) assume he would miss me.

He did miss, with great skill he had inches to spare…

I heard from my right “I thought he hit you” 😐😐.

Another ‘you can’t make this stuff up’ day.