By D. Robert & Lorri Franz
It is 12:00 a.m. on April 1, 2006 I am sitting in a blind in the hill country of Texas anxiously waiting for a raccoon, opossum, skunk, gray fox, ringtail or any other creature of the night to venture on to my pre set stage. Twenty five feet in front of me I have placed a picturesque log baited with a smorgasbord of delectable treats including sardines, 2 kinds of cat food, and bird seed. I am gripping my Canon Eos 1D Mark II equipped with an infrared transmitter to trigger the 4 flashes wirelessly I had set up earlier in the evening and attached to my 100-400mm IS lens. At 12:19 a.m. Lorri, my wife and photo assistant, who is sitting in our cabin excitedly watching the whole scene, radios me "Incoming." At 12:20 a.m. I take my first image of a raccoon for the inaugural "Images for Conservation Fund" Pro Tour of Photography Contest.
It is 12:00 a.m. on April 1, 2006 I am sitting in a blind in the hill country of Texas anxiously waiting for a raccoon, opossum, skunk, gray fox, ringtail or any other creature of the night to venture on to my pre set stage. Twenty five feet in front of me I have placed a picturesque log baited with a smorgasbord of delectable treats including sardines, 2 kinds of cat food, and bird seed. I am gripping my Canon Eos 1D Mark II equipped with an infrared transmitter to trigger the 4 flashes wirelessly I had set up earlier in the evening and attached to my 100-400mm IS lens. At 12:19 a.m. Lorri, my wife and photo assistant, who is sitting in our cabin excitedly watching the whole scene, radios me "Incoming." At 12:20 a.m. I take my first image of a raccoon for the inaugural "Images for Conservation Fund" Pro Tour of Photography Contest.