Generally, American Woodcock see you before you see them. And then they bolt. They are so well-blended in with the leaf litter that their noisy take-offs, sometimes from quite close by, are very startling.
Flushed four on Saturday, three on Sunday. Two of Sunday’s, pictured here, took shelter under beechwood, all crowded with shadow, leaves, husks, and twigs.
Photo secret here is patience, lots of patience and careful scanning of the suspected terrain with binoculars. Those eyes!
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