The American Dipper - also know as the water ouzel - has always piqued my curiosity. Growing up as a young boy in the state of Washington, I often saw these remarkable little birds in the same places my father stalked trout. Most people pass them by but for me, their fascinating technique of diving to forage from the river bottom has always made me want to know more. I’ve found that they’re a symbol of the high mountain west, an indicator of sorts that the water runs translucent, the air smells of pine and this patch of mother earth is at peace. On this day in Yellowstone National Park I finally got a chance to photograph them and it came on a crystal clear morning with temperatures reading 32 degrees below zero. My first day of shooting was productive, but all the images were cloaked in a foggy haze, the birds silhouetted by billowing steam from the warmer, river water. I returned for two additional mornings, capturing dippers living out their lives in the habitat they call home. They aren't colorful but they are hearty. Notice the tear drop shaped chunk of ice on the tail of the dipper in the third image. With every plunge into the icy water the ice ball grew larger. A moment in time frozen like the water on this ouzels tail.
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