I’ve had a long successful career as a wildlife photographer. During the last 16-years of wildlife photography, I’ve travelled to every continent, and fulfilled many of my bucket list aspirations. It’s been a career literally full of wildlife wonders. Here, is my top 7 Wildlife Wonders
Bonaventure Island lies in the Gulf of St. Lawrence, just a couple of miles off Quebec’s Gaspé Peninsula. If you’re not familiar with it, all you need to know is that Bonaventure is arguably the world’s largest colony of Northern Gannets, recording 121,000 individuals!
Along the North Shore of the Gulf St. Lawrence, lies a beautiful chain of approximately thirty limestone islands and over 1,000 rocky islets and reefs. This is the wondrous Mingan Archipelago National Park Reserve, a land of spectacular monoliths and lush forest. For the Star Wars fans, it’s like Dagobah! A ‘land that time forgot’ with ancient boreal forest covering the land, literally dripping with moss and lichens. It has that
In November, India’s National Parks reopen following the annual monsoon closures. For my first ever international photo tour, I chose to visit India and photograph wild tigers. I cannot recommend this enough. There is quite simply nothing on Earth that compares to a wild tiger! PREPARE YOURSELF! Photographing these mesmerising big cats in the wild takes a steady hand. There is no safe, double-lined fence for you to walk up
The cheetah family was resting in the shade, deep in Ndutu’s acacia forest. It was only 7:00am and the heat was already building. As we pulled up, there didn’t seem to be much going on with the cheetahs. The three slender cats were sitting and lying sphinx-like, all panting under the hot sun. It seemed odd that they were just sitting here rather than reclining in the cool shade of
For ten years, the Little Owl family of Eastbrook Farm, Wiltshire lived in the squalid roof space of a derelict rust-bucket, the Shepherd Hut. After the events of last summer, it appears that they’ve finally had enough. The tiny nesting space in that old tin can was like an oven, with just a few inches of room between the rotting timber beneath them and the scorching hot corrugated steel roof above.
Big cats are beautiful and the ‘massive nature’ spectacle of endless herds migrating north is a bewildering vision. But, somewhere beneath the glossy brochure exterior of the ‘Big 5’ (I hate that phrase), blue skies, and picnic breakfasts out on the savannah, there is a relentless fight for survival being fought, every second, between predator and prey. Through the window of our Landcruiser I could see a Tommy giving birth.
It was still very early in the morning as we made our way to a rendezvous with a few other vehicles from Kicheche Mara Camp. They had found the local lion pride breakfasting on a fresh zebra kill (taken down in the early hours). The two big pride males were roaring along with the lioness ‘killing team’ that had brought down the luckless zebra. There wasn’t a great deal left
As had become the norm, the Large Marsh pride were enjoying their morning sun-bathing session, sprawled out on the parched silt. The pride male was sitting on a lofty grass-covered vantage point, again looking windswept, interesting and still so majestic. As our Landcruiser came to a halt, he shook his great mane and stood up. Three young cubs laid on the cool damp sandy soil with their mother. One lion cub sat alone…
I was in Ndutu for five days, guiding my Oryx Photography clients through Northern Tanzania. We’d found the Marsh Pride on our first day and spent a great deal of time with the lions every day afterwards. On this particular day, one little feisty lion cub stole the show. When we arrived at the scene, all was quiet. It had been a stiflingly hot afternoon and the lions were sleeping in