Guindon Park Ski Trails, Cornwall, Ontario, Canada
October 23, 2010
A little red squirrel on a fallen tree having an afternoon snack. Not one of your brash black or grey squirrels that inhabit the town, but a country squirrel, shy, demure and retiring, with a vocabulary that would shame a Newhaven fishwife. This particular one was not showering any squirrely profanity upon me, but another, in a tree close by, was turning the air blue.
I spotted this little one, initially as a small bump on a log, whilst walking along the trails. I wasn’t sure what it was at first until I saw just a little movement. So I went into “squirrel photography stealth mode”. I walked a few feet closer and took a shot, then gauged the reaction. None. Humming nonchalantly, gazing about innocently, I moved a few feet closer and repeated. I kept this up until the squirrel finally looked in my direction and I figured I was close enough. Took this shot. Pushing my luck, I moved just a little closer and Ti Rouge took one more look and headed for the tall grass. Meanwhile, the nearby profanity continued.
Sony Alpha 700, Sigma 28 to 300 at 300 mm
iso 100, spot metered, F6.7, 1/45 second