They were nesting in the top of a palmetto. Viera Wetlands, Florida.
We were just a curiosity. It was salmon he wanted. This guy might have tipped the scales at a half-ton. Alaska. Naknek River basin. August, 2005
Sow & Cub. We couldn't move upstream until they ate their fill and went off for a nap. Alaska. Naknek River basin. August 2005
All the big brown bears move to the streams in the fall to feast on salmon. This one is ready to pounce. In a week of fishing, we were rarely out of sight of bears. Alaska. Naknek River basin. August, 2005.
He was a little alarmed at the attention he got. All he wanted was a pear.
Ostrich. Captive Animal. Fossil Rim Wildlife Center.
She was puffed up and sheltered as much as she could be.
Near Bandera, Texas.
Jackrabbit. Silver Spur Ranch, Bandera, Texas.
Not much more to say. Don't piss him off.
Beautiful animal. Grey fox.
I think you have to write your own caption for this. Viera Wetlands, Florida.
It took all day to get this shot.
Mergansers. North Platte River, Wyoming.
Dawn and fog and kingfisher. Prairie Rose Ranch.
Wildlife? Not. Texas? Yep. Silver Spur Ranch, Bandera, Texas.
How could I not?
This one stayed with us for more than an hour. How could we go in? Valdez Peninsula, Argentina.
Same guy. Same place, just underwater.
I had to get down and lay on my belly for this one. It took awhile.
They don't screech. They trill.
Prairie Rose Ranch, Texas.
The Miskitu call them Bill Birds, but this one was in Brazil. Don't know what they call them.
Red phase screech owl at The Ruins.
The playa lakes of west Texas are the winter home for millions of geese. One small lake of 10 to 20 acres can hold 50 to 100 thousand geese. Winchester Lake, Haskell County, Texas.
We don't get to see the small world, unless it's through a lens.
She's in foal, in Texas. Captive animal. Fossil Rim Wildlife Center.
Tallinn is the oldest seaport in Europe. They have preserved and restored the old walled city. It was just by luck that I walked by her stand.
She's from Karawala, Nicaragua, where everything is done by hand. A life of subsistence is hard work. Take a look at her hand.
In his prime, he was an athlete - a racehorse jockey. Now he's a wrangler at the Silver Spur, near Bandera, Texas.
Murano, Italy. I asked if I could taker her picture, and she smiled.
Big Salmon Lake, Bob Marshall Wilderness, Montana. It was a long day's ride on horseback.
The pistol is real. It was mine, but the Sandinistas took it when I was captured in 1979. They can't get ammo, so it's a child's toy now. Karawala, Nicaragua.
Cappadocia, Turkey. We had some time to kill, and it was snowing, so we went into a tear room. Everyone left when we entered. Women are not allowed.
Urubamba, Peru, in the Sacred Valley. She looks exhausted, and maybe a little sad. She might be going home, but her day is not done.
The landscape is unearthly...mystical, and the history stretches far back in time. It's a beautiful, enchanting place.
The homes here are carved into the stone of Cappadocia, where people have lived underground for thousands of years.
Behind the Father Island, or Padre Island, is the Mother Lagoon, or Laguna Madre, a long stretch of bay on the Texas coast, teeming with fish and birds, along the King Ranch shoreline.
The cypress trees at Caddo Lake, in east Texas, are part of the largest cypress forest in the world.
Most of Caddo is shallow, and it all looks the same. The cypress forest has few landmarks. It's easy to get lost.
Mammatus clouds are not often seen in central Texas. I can see a great deal in these.
Lake Emma, Prairie Rose Ranch.
Iguazu Falls on the Brazil/Argentina border.
Cerrillos, New Mexico.
Mendoza, Argentina.
Atlantic coast, Patagonia, Argentina.
Snow is a big event in Texas. Veterans' Park, Arlington, Texas.
Wildcat Mountain, not far from Robert E Lee, Texas, was on the stage route to California.
Photos from the 70s. Karawala Tarpon Camp was near the village of Karawala, on the Caribbean coast of Nicaragua.
The big one was more that eight feet long and over two hundred pounds.
When they heard the boats, they came running. We always had fish. Karawala, Nicaragua.
They called them June Fish. They sometimes ate the tarpon we were playing. This one fed the entire village.
The inside of a tarpon’s mouth is so tough, hooks are thrown more often than not.
Not a bad day. He’s holding about fifty pounds of snook. Twenty pounders were common.