After months of failed attempts I was finally able to sneak up on a great blue heron. Unfortunately it had nothing to do with my tracking abilities. I had scared the bird off twice, and when I had all but given up and was walking back to the truck, it landed about 10 yards from where I had parked. I sneaked around the side of Big Red and was able to hide behind a tree for this shot.
My cover didn't last long. Can you say 'busted!' As soon as our eyes met I knew my cover was blown and he took off across the pond.
I was getting ready to pack it all up and jump in the truck when the heron pounced on something in the middle of the pond and flew to the opposite bank. He appeared to be stabbing the fish, then he rinsed it off and swallowed it whole.
Not only did he wash his food before he ate, he bathed after his meal. Hows that for hygiene? I do believe he has better table manners than my kids do.