A Rocky Mountain bighorn ram walks along rocky terrain during the rut southwest of Cody. I quietly laid down my bow and raised the camera, the eagle became the star of this fleeting moment. No longer driven solely by the pursuit A buck white-tailed deer in velvet walks across a clearing. The photo was taken in mid-August southwest of Cody. of prey, my focus shifted toward appreciating the nuances of the natural world while hunting. The camera became an extension of my own senses honed through years of stalking game. I found myself captivated by the play of light on a bull elk's antlers during the rut at sunrise, and the elegance of a buck white-tailed deer silently moving through a field of fresh snow in late November. Each photograph was a visual diary, documenting the physical landscape and the emotions and stories that unfolded within it. As I immersed myself in the art of photography, I discovered a profound connection with the subjects I pursued. The lens became a bridge, allowing me to observe animal behavior in all their natural rhythms. Patience, once measured in the stillness of a hunter's concealment, transformed into an art as I waited not only for the perfect shot but for the subtlest expression from my wild subjects. Wyoming Wildlife | 33