Good wildlife photography used to be rare. Years ago when we found good images we were like kids discovering the secrets of sugar. We would salivate through magazines like National Geographic and metaphorically lick the sweet animal images off every page.
I grew up with a family of macro gear in my camera bag. The dad was the 180mm Canon macro lens and his beautiful wife the 100mm f2,8 macro. But over time they bred in the darkness of my camera bag and before I knew it, I had to drag not only them but all their offspring along on every trip...
