Hanging out with some bison in Yellowstone National Park. Time for a bath and then some fisticuffs, or rather hooves and hornsticuffs, behind mom’s back. And let’s throw in a smoking sunset at the end of the trip for good measure.

A beautiful morning was spent watching the never disappointing Schwabacher sunrise. It seemed the further I walked down the path, the more beautiful the scenery became. Then, just while the sun was hitting the perfect peaks of the Grand Teton, a rustling was heard in a nearby pond. It was a mother moose and her baby. A tough decision…keep shooting the sunrise that I had awaken so early to see, or miss it to watch the moose….wildlife always win. No regrets. To hear their calls to each other as they wandered through the tall grass and then catch a moment of tenderness between them was nothing short of amazing. As quickly as they entered the scene, they left. Looking back to the mountains, I was welcomed by a scene that warmed me to the heart. Sometimes the most precious moments are not the ones you are looking for.

The BEST photography experience I’ve ever had was spending the afternoon with this moose and his pal. The calmness they emitted was the total opposite of the excited quaking I experienced while trying to hold my camera still to take photo after photo from the sunroof of my car of these beautiful creatures only feet away from me. It was the best!