Ospreys are regular visitors to Poole Harbour in the autumn, on route to Africa where they flee for the winter. They’re especially well adapted for catching fish and extraordinary to watch. We’re very lucky to have them so close, but I’m not sure that many locals in neighbouring Poole and Bournemouth even realise they exist, let alone where to find them.
The National Trust have a wildlife hide at Middlebere on the edge of a channel running into the harbour. It’s tucked away in the woods opposite the RSPB’s reserve at Arne. In season the ospreys can regularly be seen commuting up and down the channel on fishing expeditions. Great to watch through binoculars and scopes, but for photographic purposes they remain a long way off.
Having watched them from the hide on a few occasions I became familiar with a regular perch nearby. After consulting maps it looked accessible and there was decent cover nearby, so I determined to get closer.
On more than one occasion I observed ospreys perched in the branches of a dead tree after arriving on site. However ospreys are quite happy to spend hours sat in the same location and are difficult to approach. This was the closest I managed to get with a long lens without spooking the bird:
To get any closer I was going to have to get into position early one morning, before the birds became active, and wait for them to come to me. Several times I hid my gear nearby – tripod-mounted camera at the ready – and waited fruitlessly for a bird to appear.
On this particular occasion I was late to arrive and could see an osprey already in position.
Having snapped a few long distance shots I might have turned back at this point but they’re beautiful birds to watch, even at a distance.
By the time I’d crept to the next viewing position the osprey had flown, but I seized the chance to scurry into position deep in the reeds, close to the dead tree perch, and hurriedly assembled tripod, camera and improvised camouflage. Pulling the reeds back over my head I settled in for what I thought might be another long, uneventful afternoon.
But within 20 minutes I saw a large bird flying in low over the reedbed. Through the binoculars I could make out a large wriggling shape in its grasp. It could only be a returning osprey!
I ducked down out of sight and watched the perch on the camera’s LCD monitor. Nothing. Wrong branch! Swivelling the lens to the left brought this majestic osprey into focus, a freshly caught bass pinioned in its enormous talons:
Over the next hour I was privileged to watch this mighty bird devouring its meal at close quarters, and captured some memorable stills and video footage in the process:
Canon 550D | Canon EF 100-400mm f4.5-5.6 L | Adobe Premiere Pro
The reedbed was enveloped in low cloud or mist and – together with the hissing sound of the reeds in the gathering wind – the conditions heightened an already surreal, unearthly atmosphere. Something I will never forget.
I didn’t dare to pan away for wide shots during the encounter for fear of spooking the bird, so had to improvise the cutaways. Editing an hour’s footage into a few minutes was surprisingly difficult.