I've got to tip my hat to my partner, Weekender, for having his head in the game!
Using my old photos and the ones that he took, I studied that owl from every angle and distance. I worked with lighting and filters and contrasts to clear up what could be found.
Weekender had an insight about looking over and under in several places near it, but every time I would try to get closer to the owl, he would be drawn back.
I was in the dark place with an obsession, even to the point of throwing a rope over a tree above it and taking it down to study and document everything about it and pulling it back up and into its hole.
He pulled me just enough to do all of that homework, and I'm glad he did.
All of the homework showed me things in dark corners and odd angled stones, just enough to make me 99% sure that it would have killed me!
The first stone moved would have triggered a five slip stone permanent headache!! It is a death trap.
Next trip, I'm going to take photos from as close as I can, without getting smashed.
Weekender saved my neck again.
He hates it when I brag on him, but he has great instincts. No doubt about it!
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