On my fox trip to San Juan Island my friend and I were exploring in the van, and she screamed OW! OW! or so I thought…
It was OWL! This guy had just flown to a branch parallel to the van. I stopped, got my camera climbed over (actually on top of) my friend to shoot out the window. Usually they are very skiddish, and I didn’t want to miss the shot.
After I took this, he flew to another branch about 20ft away. I was able to get out of the van and photograph him as long as I wanted. He wasn’t going anywhere.