In the marshes of Shoshone Lake in Yellowstone National Park, I lay quiet in the tree-line, hidden, silent, and patient. My entire trip, I had seen and heard this pair of San Hill Cranes, but I was never close enough to get a clean shot of them. They were so protective and watchful of each other, they always spotted me before I could get even remotely close, but on the last morning spent along the shores of Lake Shoshone, I finally had my chance as the steam was rising from a lesser thermal vent, the two cranes were encircling the marshes, illuminated by the dawn light.
As I floated down the Snake River in the early hours of the morning, winding throw the fields beneath the Tetons, the surrounding wildlife laid still and quite. I was expecting to find some elk or bears gathering their first drink of the day at the water’s edge, but I came to find that I was the one being watched. Along the journey downstream, hidden among the branches of the towering lush trees that lined the banks resided several eagles. As I raised my lens, and peered down my camera, I could see this eagle staring back at me, not moving, not concerned, but a powerful gaze that prompted me to capture the moment where I had a staring contest with a bald eagle and lost.
THE MORNING HUNT
As I stood shooting the Tetons along the banks of the Snake River, I heard a not-so-distant whips of a juvenile bald eagle circling the glassine river waters for a morning meal. The young eagle hunted unsuccessfully for nearly 15 minutes before flying off into the tree-line. It was an incredible scene to witness so closely.
SAND HILL CRANES AT DAWN
On a morning near the marshes of Shoshone Lake, two Sandhill Cranes, hunted for an early morning meal. Their voices echoed off the tree-line, reverberating softly in the vast openness. The sky was clear, and the air was still, another picturesque sunrise in the backcountry of Yellowstone National Park.