Last March in Yellowstone National Park, I had an extraordinary moment with one of the most resilient animals in the world: the bison. This particular bison was a giant mop-top. Indeed a relic of the Yellowstone plateau, covered in ice yet still showing its ribs as it battled a long winter. The day appeared normal at …
I drove southwest from where I’d been filming moose in Glacier National Park, descending from fifty degree temps and rain-soaked forests into a dry plain known for good elk viewing. The day was hot as I followed a crunchy gravel road through one of the last intact Palouse prairies in the lower 48. Bison dotted …
Five years ago, I was camped deep in Glacier National Park. The leaves were long free of their branches and pirouetted across the park in bitter winds. I woke pre-dawn and hiked to a nearby lake, well aware that the country was thick with grizzlies in hyperphagia. As the sun offered its first rays of …
It had been a year since I’d been to Glacier. Historically, it has always been my favorite place to spend time in nature. There’s something about its unique geology and stacked megafauna that creates a visceral ambiance like no other. But for some reason, I’d spent more time in Yellowstone recently (another favorite park) and …
On a rainy and cold day, I found myself in Yellowstone National Park. I sat across from a raging river as rain pummeled my face and camera gear. Across the river, in a sloping meadow crisscrossed with fallen timber, a sow grizzly dug into the softening soil with her two cubs of the year. The …
This image was filmed several years ago on the Montana plains. I was lucky these elk were distracted with sparring. Because of this, I was able to inch a little closer in the fog. The aspect of this moment that wasn’t luck was getting to the location pre-dawn, which allowed me to have this area …
The Day of the Lions. Spring time, Montana. They say spring is often a time of change. And that certain external events mark those changes. I’d just gotten out of a relationship and was adjusting to a new world, new patterns, new rhythms. In essence, I was trying to find myself again. But I was …
When people see my images of Montana, or the PNW, they often see photos taken in the absolute best conditions. For example, the brief but brilliant fall, or the vibrant spring that lasts ten days between winter and the scorching heat of summer. My images of sparkling blue lakes, fall-kissed aspen leaves and warm, inviting …
A unique and incredible thing happened in late October. While hiking in Glacier, I had a once in a lifetime encounter with a wolf. Due to the weather, I was lucky to have this portion of the park to myself. As a copse of pine trees kneeled in the wind, I had a deep sense …