The hard-won joys of bird photography
Photographing the black-faced spoonbill is arduous work. To avoid disturbing the birds, one must set up a hide in their habitat. Crouching in the camouflaged tent or wading through the black fetid mud with the cold seawater chilling one to the bone, exposed to the force of the bitter northeast wind, is something which is hard to describe with mere words to someone who has not experienced it himself.
Photographing the birds in their feeding grounds presents a different kind of challenge, as the fish farms are spread across an area of many thousands of hectares. One has no choice but to first spend long periods observing the direction in which they fly and the places they land when looking for food, and then look for traces of their presence in the feeding areas (such as footprints, fallen feathers, etc.). When one has found a fish pond at which the birds might settle, one can set up a wooden hide (the northeasterly wind is so strong at this time of year that a tent is not suitable). One then slips into the hide at dawn, and does not emerge to return home until sunset.
This long waiting is all in the hope that a group of black-faced spoonbills will visit the pond. But because their feeding grounds cover such a large area, the chances of them really coming are tiny. And if one does have the good luck to see them, more often than not the weather is hazy, so that the results are not ideal. But when once in a while a picture does come out well, it is enough to make one jump for joy.
"Eternity captured in an instant"--the "frozen" effect of a clear, beautiful and natural wildlife picture caught just at the right moment can move the soul of the viewer in a way which is not possible when birdwatching in the wild. This is the principle which I keep in mind when photographing wild birds, for if we are to arouse public attention and concern for the black-faced spoonbill and its precarious fate, such an approach is essential. And especially since black-faced spoonbills have been killed and injured in shooting incidents, I have felt that it is imperative to hurry to use my camera to make a detailed record of their life in order to educate the public and as a gift to later generations.
When photographing black-faced spoonbills it is impossible to completely avoid disturbing them. But with the advance in photographic techniques and equipment, the change as the birds have come to tolerate and accept us brings me indescribable pleasure.
Treasure heaven's gifts
"Today the birds, tomorrow mankind" is by no means an empty slogan. If the proposed land reclamation project at Chiku goes ahead with its refuse tip and industrial park, it will sound the deathknell of the Chiku coast. As mankind gradually loses the protection of the natural environment, there is no way he can survive alone in the world.
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A startled black-faced spoonbill spreads its wings before taking to the air.
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Black-faced spoonbills must spend many hours preening their plumage.
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The area around the Tsengwen River estuary is the black-faced spoonbill's most important wintering ground. (photo by Cheng Yuan-ching)
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Black-faced spoonbills are not voracious feeders, and so are even more needful of protection.
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When disturbed, a group of black-faced spoonbills will all lift their heads and look in the direction the sound came from.