It was also refreshing to observe the difference in moose behavior in the highly human frequented Baxter Park ponds versus along the Golden Road and remote ponds we hiked in to in Baxter (2 miles or so from nearest roads). I enjoy observing and photographing the moose that are wary far more than the moose that are human acclimated. I can draw a direct parallel with the elk in PA. However, I have yet to find a "wild elk" in Pennsylvania and I go more remote than most of the hunters in Pa.
This yearling moose befriended an older young bull after mom kicked him out to make room and time for a new calf.
This whitetail doe seems to be in the same area every time we go there. She is a good example of a human acclimated animal. She feeds to within a few feet of us and as one can see, she is not the least bit stressed.
This is one of a pair of fawns that we found and for most of the pictures I had too much lens. This picture was taken at 3200 ISO to keep shutter speed to a point so I could get a sharp picture in the dark Maine woods. In the days of film this picture could not have happened.
Observing and photographing a pair of adult loons with their baby chicks was a highlight of the trip. We had to wait for the right time of day because of the angle of the light then hope that they floated to an area that they had been earlier in the day. We lucked out and were able to capture about 500 images of the chicks and mom with a few of dad included. I was amazed at how ill informed some of the "eco friendly" campers were when it comes to animal behaviors. A ranger in the park and some women staying in one of the primitive cabins were concerned that some one was stressing the loons as the mother would drop below them while they were on her back leaving them vulnerable and floating on the lake. It was obvious that they did not understand that is how the chicks learn to swim and it is when mom goes for food that she then feeds them. These images were taken with a lens setup equivalent to a 22 power spotting scope.
Finally, Joan and I celebrated an anniversary of sorts when we were there. 40 years ago this past week was the last time that Joan and I were in a canoe together. Lets say that the experience resulted in two very wet individuals! I love canoeing and I was finally able to coax Joan into a canoe on a very cold Maine lake and we had a ball paddling through Moose Bog and into a beaver dam. No-we did not take the good cameras and big lens in the canoe--I am not that brave yet.