As I hiked up to the trees where some owls nested, I didn't find a single one. This was after all of the owlets had fledged and could easily fly and hunt. I was worried that they had left the area completely, when a blur of motion caught my eye. It was a juvenile owl flying from a tree about 100 feet away, to the family's favorite hunting area.
I watched as he landed in a large tree and landed. I realized that the tree was in some great lighting, and the opportunity for my first owl flight shot was clear. I moved closer, about 150 feet away. We waited there for an hour and a half, and I was getting worried that he planned to stay there for the rest of the day. However, he flew back to his original tree and I shot a quick burst. I got 1 sharp photo, and this is it. I like how the wing blur provides a sense of motion and the background that gives a sense of place.