After meeting with the relentless tit, I walked on toward the goal I set for myself.
The heavy snow was to ongoing ones that make you close your eyes to not be blinded by tiny flakes of snow. A wish to be philosophers, the atmosphere quiet and muffled becomes the scene of a perfect moment of introspection. The distractions are minimal, only black and the wind.
Footsteps is light, the gusty north wind carry away the quick puffs of my breath I try to keep regular.
The physical exertion relieves nervous tension, eases the mind and the fears, doubts, memories good and bad emerge better and allow themselves to look in a different light.
If a tear falls, you could blame the pungent air. A smile may be a grimace of effort.
In any case, the thermal mask that hides wear all this, because a good equipment is always necessary.
The camera must remain ready, a part of my focus is everything that moves in the midst of the storm.
finally arrives in a flat.
A movement catches my eye in the forest: a herd of deer is moving quickly toward an open field.
Via the lens cap, lens hood all the way to protect against snow machine in priorities at the time.
It 's time to hunt.
thoughts, good or bad they were, vanish. Until next time ... I'll be back.
know where to come out, waiting for them and compose the picture, remaining still, still. Without gloves
the wait is hard. Expect the herd to appear in the viewfinder.
Man is the hunter feared by most animals. Instinct makes every beast wary l'uomo.
I nobili cervi spesso fuggono ancor prima di incontrarci, i cinghiali, se ti annusano, se la danno a gambe levate e così fanno i daini, seppur in maniera meno plateale.
I caprioli invece no: sono i più piccoli, hanno corna meno imponenti, ma sono molto coraggiosi.
Era da un pezzo che cercavo lo sguardo del capriolo perchè è quello che più rispetto.
Da bambino ricordo che avevo paura dei loro strani versi: nella notte sentivo una specie di abbaio, mi terrorizzava, non sapevo ancora si trattasse del verso del capriolo.
Il capriolo avrà sentito parlare dell'uomo, dei suoi mezzi per uccidere, della sua ostinazione.
Ciò nonostante ogni volta che lo incontro si away, but not completely, he turns to look at me, always.
Also this time the gesture was repeated: the rest of the pack is gone, but the boy stopped, turned and stared at me. Click and look away from the viewfinder, we look for a moment.
Everyone interprets that gesture, that look as it sees fit.
For me it is a challenge and an encouragement: If you are afraid of something, you can also get away to study it better, but then turn and face it, looking into her eyes.
Canon 50D - 400mm L USM - ISO 1600 - 1/2500sec - f5.6