NISQUALLY, Wash. — During winter, I usually am toting my long lens and often run into hunters.
“Big lens,” many will comment.
“Big gun,” I usually reply.
Though a lot of birders and wildlife photographers bristle, I enjoy my encounters with hunters. After all, we’re both looking for the same thing, and we’re both going to shoot it, albeit me with a camera. We also both usually have gathered intelligence the other can use.