ABC of nature

Tuesday, April 20. 2010 - 06.00 PM

Cranes, Cranes, Cranes

There is something strange about Lake Hornborga in Sweden: If you decide to go into one of these photo-hides at the lake you know in advance that you have to be inside this incredibly small hut for at least 14 hours. Some people call that torture and we crazy photographers love it! I even sleep in the hide at night, so I donít have to get up that early in the morning, which I really hate!!! And these Cranes: either they are too many and too close or suddenly all disappear when light conditions are best, because something scared them off. Nevertheless, itís always a pleasure to be among them. But after several days in my little enclosure I am happy to get out and stroll through the Swedish woods. Spring is great this year: A carpet of flowers everywhere in the forests Ė Wood Anemone, Liverwort, Yellow Star-of-Bethlehem and many more. A perfect playground for close-up photographers.

Wednesday, March 03. 2010 - 06.00 PM

Icy Nursery

Waiting again. Already three days of stormy weather. No helicopter-flights to the packice. Iím getting nervous, time is running out. Iím on the Magdalen Islands in Quťbec, Canada. Here, in the Gulf of Saint Lawrence, is one of the big nurseries of the Harp Seal. Every year in late winter thousands of female Harp Seals gather here to give birth. The pups are nursed for only twelve days. Then their mothers swim back northwards to mate again and the pups are on their own. Finally it really happened: The wind calms down and we can fly to the ice-shields. The stay there is limited. Two hours for watching and taking pictures Ė really not much time. But then Iím standing right in front of a cute little seal-pup and Iím really excited and happy. And, lucky me, I can take part in two more flights on the following days.

Wednesday, January 20. 2010 - 08.00 PM

Waiting for the Big Herd

Empty savannah, for three days Iím yearning for the arrival of the big herd of Wildebeests that should already have been here on the vast plains of the Serengeti where the pregnant cows will give birth. And then, all of a sudden, they appear. Wildebeests everywhere, thousands and thousandsof them. To get pictures of the birth is extremely difficult. The birth giving mothers are always on the move following the migration of the herd. Every ten minutes they lay down, press on the calf a little bit more and then start walking again. When the calf is finally born one must not drive directly to the scene, because the cow has to make contact with her calf first. But arriving only minutes too late means that the calf is already on itís legs and starting to run. And they are really born to run Ė there is very little chance of getting a picture from that moment on.