Close encounters of the wild kind

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The trip of a lifetime

William Botka (@will_b_wildlife)

📍 Mont-Tremblant National Park, Quebec

I live a good two hours away from the nearest lake where common loons reside, making them difficult to photograph. So when my friend Stephanie said she reserved a camp spot in Mont-Tremblant National Park —known for its large loon population—she didn’t have to ask me twice to join her.

The morning we walked to the water’s edge where our kayaks stayed overnight, there was a thick fog on the lake. After about 10 minutes of paddling in an absolute white-out, I saw a single black speck develop. The speck turned into two, and then three. Before I knew it, I heard the classic yodel. I felt a warm feeling rush through my body. The family of loons swam feet away from our boats and passed by unbothered. I couldn’t believe it.

Fast forward an hour or so, and we stumbled upon another family with much smaller chicks. They were wary, but with time they warmed up to us and resumed fishing. What was even more extraordinary was they were using us and our kayaks as cover from a bald eagle hunting in the area. What an amazing trip!

Puffin stuff

Cathy Roche (@clroche_photography)

📍 Elliston, Bonavista Peninsula, Newfoundland

I always thought puffins were the most adorable little birds, but I had never seen one in person. I was looking at some local professional photographers’ captures of puffins and said to myself, “I am going to take photos of them one day.”

I knew from seeing photos the place to go to see puffins was Elliston; so I set my plan in motion. I bought a good camera and 150-600mm telephoto lens, and a heavy-duty tripod. The day arrived and I was so excited. I got to the viewing spot and set my camera on the tripod. I couldn’t believe how many of them there were, but they were quite a distance away. Then someone tapped me on the back and said, “I really don’t think you need that big lens, just turn around.”

My heart was racing … the little beauties flew to within 10 feet of me! I was tripping over my tripod trying to disconnect from it and change lenses. I spent hours watching them and taking lots of photos.

February feeding frenzy

Peyton Tottle (@tottle_photos)

📍 Southern Ontario

It’s the end of February, and the large bodies of water in southern Ontario that would usually hold thousands of divers have well frozen over. Many ducks choose to go south but others find themselves staging in rivers close by that aren’t quite frozen. I made my way in search of divers eating fish during the staging weeks. On the shore, I tucked myself into the large snow-covered rocks. As the sun rose, the wind gusts crept to 50 km/h and the wet snow started to build up on me and my gear. After 45 minutes of not seeing any birds, I worried that I chose the wrong area.

Then, a roost full of redheads, canvasbacks and bluebills filled the horizon and skimmed the water’s surface, kicking their feet out and landing within 30 yards of me. I watched thousands of divers push schools of shad to shore, diving one after another, successfully catching their breakfast. It was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve had in my photography career so far.

In search of a buck

Colin Bruce (@canoe_carrier)

📍 Algonquin Highlands, Ontario

I set out to get photos of a buck in full velvet, so I decided to stalk a well-used game trail in the Algonquin Highlands. After a few hours and no deer, I gave up and started back to my car. I heard movement in the bushes ahead. I crept forward, camera ready, searching for a vantage point where I could snap a quick photo if a buck popped out. I found a spot in a small stand of trees where I could see in both directions. Everything was quiet. Nothing moved. With the sun going down, I decided to write the day off as another walk in the woods with my camera. As I stood, a flash of movement caught my eye. There, on top of a rock cut, was an Algonquin wolf.

I had no time to think about composition or camera settings but got off a quick burst. It’s rare to get even a glimpse of those beautiful animals, but my luck hadn’t run out quite yet. As I stood in awe of my good fortune, the wolf ran up the shoulder of the road toward me, until it was about 50 metres away. It paused before crossing the road, stopping one final moment to glance back, then disappearing into the forest. Of all the wildlife experiences I’ve been fortunate enough to have, this one sticks with me as both the most memorable and unexpected.

Winter on the Prairies

Ted Trafford (@traffoto)

📍 South Saskatchewan River, Saskatchewan

The first thing you notice is the cold. It’s Saskatchewan in winter after all. I’ve spent countless hours driving and hiking the river hills of the South Saskatchewan River in the dead of winter. The wildlife encounters are spectacular. On this day in December, I’m hoping to get a good photo of a white-tailed buck.

There are lots of white-tailed and mule deer in this area of the province, but often they’re seen at a distance. I choose a spot beside a deer trail at the top of the ridge of a large valley. I settle on the side of the hill and try to ignore the bitter -25°C cold. A porcupine wanders through the stubble field behind me. A fox appears not long after; perhaps following the scent of the porcupine.

It’s my hearing that provides the first clue there are deer in the valley. I hear the crunch of branches breaking and my heart starts racing. Then, a glimpse of movement; a brown ghost not so silently moving through the trees below. After what seems like an eternity, he suddenly appears on the trail in front of me. Adrenaline pumping, I start shooting, praying I’ve got my settings right. He pauses at the top of the trail and turns back towards me… and gives me The Pose. I exhale and smile.

My journey begins

Rey Monfared (@reymond_photography)

📍 Jacques-Cartier Provincial Park, Quebec

Here’s the story of how I became a wildlife photographer. In 2018, though an avid nature and photography enthusiast, I owned only a kit lens. I’d walked this trail in Jacques-Cartier Provincial Park several times and had been amazed by the variety of wildlife each time. I rented a zoom lens one weekend and headed to the park. The day seemed quieter than usual. Disappointing for a newbie with a loaner!

On my way back, I stopped at this beautiful hidden pond off the main path to watch the golden hour light. I saw a gorgeous bird on a log, preening and splashing marble beads in the air, with white bits on the water forming a backdrop of stardust. I got down to eye level and started scrambling with camera settings. I used the (very few) photography tricks that I knew: minimum ISO to reduce noise, a high shutter speed to avoid blur. I only took a few shots before she slid off the driftwood and into the water. I sat by the pond until dark, reliving the meditative moment. Something had clicked … I was hooked!

To this day, it is one of my favourite photos. Every time I see it in the frame above my desk, I am reminded of that encounter: the pristine pond and the hooded merganser with a sunlit tiara, perching on her throne.

Hitting the jackpot at a duck pond 

Nicolas Daaboul, (@greatgatsbyphotography )

📍 Bedford, N.S. 

My story is a little surreal. I would see wood ducks on television, in magazines or on posters. I never imagined we had them locally.  Until last year, when a friend mentioned one was at a local stream. In disbelief, I laced up and drove to the spot, only to see TWO: a mating pair in a pond smaller than the average living room.

I had my long lens and laid down between two trees. A minute later, as I zoomed in for my first photo, the male initiated the “wing-display” at that exact moment…and he happened to be in the only space that allowed direct sunlight. A narrow opening between large trees that stretched along the end of said pond. It was a picture I longed to get of any waterfowl. I also learned just how magnificent the female is. She was absolutely brilliant. All of this is a little pond in Bedford, Nova Scotia, Canada.

Coyote pups 

Eduardo Pulgar (@eddphotographyy )

📍 London, Ont.

I have been following and photographing coyotes ethically for some time over the last few years, and for this season I was determined to find baby coyotes. After searching and walking for a long time during the spring I almost gave up since I couldn’t find anything. One day I decided to change my search site and I was very surprised to find six fully grown coyote pups. It was the best experience this season so far.

Ladies first

Frank Lin (@FYLegend21)

📍 Vancouver, B.C.

Though I have been birding for as long as I can remember, the enigmatic Harlequin Duck is one species that sparked my interest in the waterfowl of the west coast. This majestic species sometimes spends its winters along the Stanley Park Seawall on the outskirts of downtown Vancouver.

The winter between 2019 and 2020 was a relatively consistent year to see them, and a visiting birding friend was hoping to catch a glimpse of them. On a November afternoon, after a long day of surveying birds within the park, we took an evening stroll along the Seawall to look for sea ducks, with harlequins among the top of the list. Just north of Second Beach we spotted a pair swimming towards the large rocks along the shoreline.

It was a matter of “ladies first” as the female excitedly hopped onto the rock first, shortly followed by the male. The pair stood majestically atop this rock as the tide continued to recede. In a surreal juxtaposition, a paddleboarder happened to float by, photographing the harlequin ducks simultaneously with his phone. I happened to have my camera ready to capture this moment, illustrating the collective admiration of these fascinating birds from both land and sea, amidst the fragile recreational and industrial Vancouver seascape.

This moment remains one of my favourite wildlife encounters to this day, especially as the harlequin ducks have not been as frequent on the Seawall since then.

Ruddy nice ducks

Elizabeth Ouimet (@e_anne_o )

📍 Winnipeg, Man.

I had been saying for almost a year that my favourite duck was the ruddy duck – but I’d never actually seen one in real life. I’d read about their interesting behaviours – like how drakes stick their tails straight up and make bubble nests to impress hens during courtship. I knew they were small and shy and I loved their bright blue bills. In spring 2022, I noticed another photographer had recently spotted ruddy ducks at Oak Hammock Marsh, Ducks Unlimited Canada’s headquarters just north of Winnipeg. I arrived at the marsh at dawn the following weekend to see if I could find one myself.

After a beautiful couple of hours snapping photos of a huge variety of birds on the walking trails, I thought I was out of luck on my ruddy duck patrol. I was sitting on a bench photographing a trumpeter swan, about to pack up for the day, when who flew in but four ruddy ducks – three drakes and a hen! They landed far from me and the drakes immediately began chasing each other on the water. The hen kept diving and resurfacing away from the drakes, and they continued to pursue her, tails sticking straight up to get her attention. They were so busy with the hen that they didn’t even seem to notice me and swam very close to where I was sitting! Now I can confidently state that ruddy ducks are my favourite – and I’ve got an awesome experience to back it up.

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