I was still shooting film when I took this photo. We had decided to celebrate one of David’s milestone birthdays by renting a beach cottage in Surfside for the weekend.
The next morning, we sipped coffee and watched the waves roll. A hawk flew in, perching on a post at the end of the boardwalk, searching for breakfast. He was at least 50 yards from the cottage door. As we watched, I doubted that I could ever sneak up on him to get a photograph.
Finally, I could resist no longer. I grabbed the camera and quietly made my way down the boardwalk. With my old Canon AE in hand, I knew I had but one shot before he flew.
A quick prayer, a deep breath, and I rounded the boardwalk in full view of the hawk. He immediately flew… and I snapped once. I call the photo Beating Wings. After all this time, the photograph still amazes me.