Was cruising out of Netarts heading towards Cape Lookout, when an eagle pair flew over being mobbed by either a murder of crows or an unkindness of ravens. Not sure which, but aptly named either way. Also, not enough of a birder to know if the eagles were a juvenile pair looking to set up household, or siblings just exploring, but it was obvious that the welcome mat was not out for them.
As soon as I saw them go to ground (limb?) I found a quick illegal place to park and was out of the car not paying attention to my gear. First off I left the Canon 24-105 zoom on, as I didn't want to "miss the opportunity", and I didn't bother to confirm my set up. I had previously been shooting on the tripod, and since I didn't have a cable release for the 5D3, I had been using a timed shutter release and hadn't returned things to baseline.
After multiple shutter presses resulting in a long (2sec) delay, I finally figured it out that the camera wasn't failing to lock on focus (which was my first assumption) it was doing what I had told it to do approximately 20 minutes prior. And, I realized that I really needed to go back to the car and put on the 70-300mm which is the nearest thing I have to a birding lens.
Locations: Netarts, Or: 45°25'30" N 123°56'18" W