On our first day in Yellowstone, Joey had a quest to find bison.
My job was to photograph one of my dad’s favorite animals.
Both Joey and I succeeded. In fact, Joey’s bison photos are actually fantastic.
I mentioned this before, but I’m not a wildlife photographer. I do enjoy it, and I do have a handful of goals in my photo career to photograph various wild animals. However, it’s something that I can’t really identify with. It’s somewhat similar to my mentality on editorial portraiture. I still do it, I still enjoy it, but it’s not really my jam.
I was working at what I think to be relatively normal settings for wildlife. I had no problem working at ISO 1600 (mostly because at this time i shot a lot of my concert work at ISO 3200 and consistently get crispy photos), however, the telextender taking away two stops of light was unfortunate.
The background was softly blurred, but it wasn’t quite to my liking. While having the amount of blur in this photo, it may be seen as giving a sense of setting, but that’s not quite what I was looking for.
This herd of bison adjacent to our campground was like a large family. Plenty of claves, a small number of male bison, and a lot of female bison. The biggest one I always referred to as “big daddy.”
There were plenty of tender moments between the calves and their mothers. This particular one was my favorite one of the bunch.
The sun was setting behind the ridges, slowly diffusing and darkening the sky. The conditioned gradually got harder to work in and we went back to camp.