The Big boss - Moose in the Canadian Rockies
A giant Bull Moose looks for a mate during the annual Fall Rut
The Wildlifer, camera in hand, moves quietly through the dense forest, the autumn leaves crunching beneath his boots. He’s been tracking signs of wildlife for hours, even days, when suddenly, a deep, guttural grunt—breaks the silence. It’s a sound he knows well: the unmistakable call of a bull moose in rut.
The Wildlifer, instinctively lowers his body to blend in with the surroundings. The moose is moving slow, with deliberate steps, his antlers—huge and broad—still holding on to yesterdays snow as they sweep wide across the willow brush.
The moose’s presence is overwhelming, his sheer size dwarfing everything around him. His fur is thick and wild, his neck swollen with testosterone, his eyes focused and intense. As he moves forward with blood shot eyes, he lets out another deep grunt, low and powerful, a sound that sends a shiver down the Wildlifer’s spine.
The Wildlifer knows better than to make a sound, feeling the weight of the moment settle over him—this is a wild creature at the peak of his power, in the midst of one of nature’s most primal rituals.
The Wildlifer remains still for a moment, marveling at the rare privilege of encountering such a majestic creature in the wild. The moment has passed, but the rush of the encounter lingers, etched forever in the Wildlifer’s memory.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
A giant Bull Moose looks for a mate during the annual Fall Rut
The Wildlifer, camera in hand, moves quietly through the dense forest, the autumn leaves crunching beneath his boots. He’s been tracking signs of wildlife for hours, even days, when suddenly, a deep, guttural grunt—breaks the silence. It’s a sound he knows well: the unmistakable call of a bull moose in rut.
The Wildlifer, instinctively lowers his body to blend in with the surroundings. The moose is moving slow, with deliberate steps, his antlers—huge and broad—still holding on to yesterdays snow as they sweep wide across the willow brush.
The moose’s presence is overwhelming, his sheer size dwarfing everything around him. His fur is thick and wild, his neck swollen with testosterone, his eyes focused and intense. As he moves forward with blood shot eyes, he lets out another deep grunt, low and powerful, a sound that sends a shiver down the Wildlifer’s spine.
The Wildlifer knows better than to make a sound, feeling the weight of the moment settle over him—this is a wild creature at the peak of his power, in the midst of one of nature’s most primal rituals.
The Wildlifer remains still for a moment, marveling at the rare privilege of encountering such a majestic creature in the wild. The moment has passed, but the rush of the encounter lingers, etched forever in the Wildlifer’s memory.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
A giant Bull Moose looks for a mate during the annual Fall Rut
The Wildlifer, camera in hand, moves quietly through the dense forest, the autumn leaves crunching beneath his boots. He’s been tracking signs of wildlife for hours, even days, when suddenly, a deep, guttural grunt—breaks the silence. It’s a sound he knows well: the unmistakable call of a bull moose in rut.
The Wildlifer, instinctively lowers his body to blend in with the surroundings. The moose is moving slow, with deliberate steps, his antlers—huge and broad—still holding on to yesterdays snow as they sweep wide across the willow brush.
The moose’s presence is overwhelming, his sheer size dwarfing everything around him. His fur is thick and wild, his neck swollen with testosterone, his eyes focused and intense. As he moves forward with blood shot eyes, he lets out another deep grunt, low and powerful, a sound that sends a shiver down the Wildlifer’s spine.
The Wildlifer knows better than to make a sound, feeling the weight of the moment settle over him—this is a wild creature at the peak of his power, in the midst of one of nature’s most primal rituals.
The Wildlifer remains still for a moment, marveling at the rare privilege of encountering such a majestic creature in the wild. The moment has passed, but the rush of the encounter lingers, etched forever in the Wildlifer’s memory.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
