I’ve learned many lessons in the years I’ve taken photographs of Ravens. Lessons about perspective, focus, opportunity, and surrendering to the moment, to mention a few.
My first encounter with Ravens happened when a set of unlikely circumstances brought us together. Gale-force winds prematurely ended a ski trip, and I was in a parking lot ready to drive home when I first saw them. Warm and finishing lunch, I could have easily driven away without taking a single shot. The dialog in my head went between staying in the comfort of my car and the hassle of gearing back up and venturing into the cold. I had never photographed birds before, and going back out was a difficult decision.
A lesson from a skipped photo opportunity long ago made me take action. My perspective became unclouded, I focused on the moment, and took advantage of the possibilities in front of me. I put myself into a carefree state-of-mind and walked over to them while I still eating. We shared the last of my sandwich. It seemed fair. A quid-pro-quo, snacks instead of a modeling fee, no signed releases required. I respected that.