One of my favorite things about living here in Montana is that I've finally found my bearings. I've always been terrible at directions growing up in the flat midwest. Surrounded by different mountain ranges has helped me to know where I'm going and where I've been. I always seem to capture the take off from powerlines of these birds of prey, I should have it mastered by now. The top photograph of red-tailed hawk was taken in September last year. The second, a rough-legged hawk (can you see the rodent?), bolts off into golden valley county on a recent epic drive with my friend, Cody.
One of my favorite things about living here in Montana is that I've finally found my bearings. I've always been terrible at directions growing up in the flat midwest. Surrounded by different mountain ranges has helped me to know where I'm going and where I've been. I always seem to capture the take off from powerlines of these birds of prey, I should have it mastered by now. The top photograph of red-tailed hawk was taken in September last year. The second, a rough-legged hawk (can you see the rodent?), bolts off into golden valley county on a recent epic drive with my friend, Cody.
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