WHY I LOVE BIRDS
Most of the photos that I take are of birds. It's been that way for
over 40 years. While I always noticed birds, I never really
understood them... until 1977 when I took up Skydiving.
It was at that point that I started to identify with birds. I knew how
they felt when flying. I knew that under parachute, I landed the exact
same way they did. That is... FLAIR, right before you land and if
all goes right, you tiptoe in for a nice soft landing. Planes do the
same thing when they land, but being inside a metal tube is not even
close to being out there with nothing around you but blue sky and a
canopy of nylon above your head.
I leaned that birds are actually HAPPY when they fly, just like me.
I have cage birds myself, but I never keep them in a cage until
it's time for sleep. Anyone who doesn't allow their birds to fly
is a cruel person. It would be like cutting off your legs and
expecting you to be as happy as if you had legs. Birds MUST be able to
fly in order to keep them happy and healthy. Again... imagine you
didn't move your legs for a couple of years. What would you think might
happen when you tried to walk again? Birds must exercise
their muscles to stay in shape just like we do. More importantly,
they are (again) happy to fly. I know this because when I take my
birds outside to their aviary, they take off like a shot, flying back
and forth, all the while chirping like mad. "FREEDOM"... is
what they think, even though it's only 20 feet.
|My main point is that
unless you've flown like the birds, not inside of a machine, but out in
the open, you'll never understand the feeling that the birds have.
You'll never understand how folding your arms to your side and pointing
your body like a dart, whereby hitting 200 miles per hour like a
Falcon, or just flying around at 12000 feet under canopy and traveling
10 miles in the process if you want.... well... you simply will never
In closing, here are the reasons that I love birds:
They are beautiful. They are one of the best animals for the
environment. They give us their wonderful songs. They taught us
to fly. It was the birds that man looked to in order to attempt
to get off the ground. I have flown with the birds. I have
learned to fly like the birds. I know the feeling of excitement and
freedom of flight... REAL flight. Not in a tin can. They always
claimed that a motorcycle is the epitome of freedom, but as a rider for
50 years, I can tell you it ain't so. Only skydiving can give you that.
All bird photos taken by Author.