Friday, May 29, 2009
On my way home from an engagement session at Gillette Castle on Monday, I stopped along a country road to get a few shots of some deer grazing.
They were a little concerned at first, and didn't move for about 60 seconds before they went back to eating. I was probably about 50 yards away. I thought for sure I was going to scare them away when I opened up the back hatch of my car to get my camera. But they seemed content.
Until all of a sudden, I heard what sounded like a stampede of buffalo (maybe I'm exaggerating a little), come from the other side of the clearing. And three more deer came running out of the woods, jumped the stone wall that I was standing behind and ran into the woods. I'm not gonna lie. I was a little freaked out because, I have never been that close (about 15 yards) to a deer that is running full speed ahead.
I was able to get just one somewhat clear shot of one of them running into the woods. Imagine having to tell people that you got hit by a deer, but it wasn't while you were driving?
That pretty much concluded my brush with the great outdoors on Monday. After that, the two deer in the clearing trotted off.
Posted by Jennifer Fiereck at 8:53 AM