Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

A friend of mine is a birder, and a personality in other ways, too. In the springtime he sees nothing strange about sitting five hours in cramped hideout, on a low stool, feet in 50 cm of icy water, finger on the shutter release, just for the chance of getting a pic of some bird or another.

He has had drained water out of his tripod legs a number of times.