Sometimes you plan a shoot to the last detail and nothing goes how you intended. Sometimes you just happen to be in the right place at the right time with a camera in your hand. This morning whilst out shooting for a local calendar I spotted a Kingfisher darting up and down the river, so I dashed back to the car grabbed the telephoto lens and went to see if I could see him again. Rounding the corner of the bridge I saw him sitting on the branch of a small tree oblivious of me he carried on fishing as I took loads of photos. I watched him for over an hour diving into the crystal clear water
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