I may have been only 13 years old, but I wasn’t stupid. It took only a few minutes to figure out why I was in the blind that July day.
The cramped little tent was hot, humid, and buggy. My father, veteran wildlife photographer, writer, and longtime Birder’s World contributor Karl Maslowski, was more than happy to have me man the camera.
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