Vintage car owners around North America are a fun group of people. Held together by the common bond of their vintage cars. Most belong to clubs large and small. The Spokane Washington area with a radius of about 250 kilometers seams to have more than average. I suspect that Southern California would be the vintage car capital but up here you don’t have to look far, the cars are everywhere. Every sunny summer day you can find groups of vintage car lovers gathered in some parking lot or another.
When the car clubs organize an outing it can be a rolling museum with dozens of jaw dropping vintage cars reflecting the sun shine and inviting anyone to stop by and gaze at each amazing model. The clubs and individual owners welcome photographers to prowl around take all the photos they want. It can be a great opportunity for photographers new and old to get some fun photos. The trouble can be getting something a little different than the rest of the photographers. Not as easy as you may think.
After hundreds of hours of simple observation I think I can narrow it down to just a few; The birds. Not all birds but a few varities of water birds. I’m not a wildlife bioligists and I don’t even know the correct names in some cases. Paying attention to what I’m looking at out on the water I can clearly see who is doing what with thier clildren. In my opinion the Grebes, Loons and Coots are the best parents. They spend the majority of the day light hours feeding their brood. Showing them how to do it and both parents caring for them equally, with very litle break in the activity. I know that other nesting birds do the same. But not all birds get the undivided attention of both parents. And when the nesting time is over they get at best a few days then they are on thier own. This is my basic observation and I’m sure it could be added to by a professional. I see Ospry teaching their babies how to fish with a determined amount of detication. As I say I can only talk about what I see and what I learn by hours of just looking out onto the lake. It also becomes clear that these parents that I think are the best at parenting also create very spoiled off spring. Their babies place high demands on them and they rarely say no. Grebes and Loons will pack their babies on their back for as long as they can before they become just too big to fit. They keep them away from preditors (and photographers) all the while watching to skies for Eagles and Ospry. I watched a Coot chase off a Muscrat with the deterimination of a bouncer. Loons are even more aggresive than that. All in all The spoiled babies of the Grebes, Loons and Coots seam to get the best attention from both their parents, I wonder if they will grow up to be good birds or just spoiled birds that think the world owes them a living.