Mating Alaskan Frogs
Tracy and I wandered out to an old muddy pond I frequented growing up. Years ago we found thousands of tadpoles when we first visited this place, but I've come back every year since then without spotting a single frog. Looks like this year will be another plentiful one. 
Walking up on the area we could hear the croaking of dozens of frogs echoing through the woods. At first we thought it was ducks, having never heard the sound before in Alaska, but the water was rolling and rippling with no sign of the avian quackers in sight.
Our approach stilled the waters somewhat, giving me a chance to take some pictures.
A mating couple separates momentarily.
Murky water only inches deep makes one wonder what winter conditions must be like for these frogs. Somehow they survive being frozen solid half the year.
Ever get the feeling there's dozens of tiny eyes watching you? I count five in this shot, but I know there were more.
It was tricky getting close enough for a decent shot, as the frogs were a bit jittery. I wished I had a much longer lens than my 300!
Try staring down an animal that doesn't blink.
A long shot sniped through the tall grasses.
When we weren't looming around the shoreline the frogs went into action, croaking up a storm and churning the water into a boil all around the pond.
A frog takes evasive action as I line up for a shot.
That's it for this post! Hope you enjoyed another brief outing into the Alaskan wild!
Walking up on the area we could hear the croaking of dozens of frogs echoing through the woods. At first we thought it was ducks, having never heard the sound before in Alaska, but the water was rolling and rippling with no sign of the avian quackers in sight.
Our approach stilled the waters somewhat, giving me a chance to take some pictures.
A mating couple separates momentarily.
Murky water only inches deep makes one wonder what winter conditions must be like for these frogs. Somehow they survive being frozen solid half the year.
Ever get the feeling there's dozens of tiny eyes watching you? I count five in this shot, but I know there were more.
It was tricky getting close enough for a decent shot, as the frogs were a bit jittery. I wished I had a much longer lens than my 300!
Try staring down an animal that doesn't blink.
A long shot sniped through the tall grasses.
When we weren't looming around the shoreline the frogs went into action, croaking up a storm and churning the water into a boil all around the pond.
A frog takes evasive action as I line up for a shot.
That's it for this post! Hope you enjoyed another brief outing into the Alaskan wild!
John Borland
www.morffed.com
www.morffed.com
0
Comments
http://behret.smugmug.com/ NANPA member
How many photographers does it take to change a light bulb? 50. One to change the bulb, and forty-nine to say, "I could have done that better!"