This morning started as most do when I am home. I stumble into my galley kitchen and power on my Breville coffee machine. With soft incandescent light barely illuminating the room around me, I make my coffee, froth my milk and turn the fire place on. I open up my book and pick up where I left off the morning before. This is my favorite ritual.

In 1973, Congress passed the Endangered Species Act, 92-0 in the Senate and 355-4 in the House. The point of the ESA was to make listing and delisting decisions on the basis of science, not political biases. 

As I sat at 30,000 feet with the world passing below me - my eyes were glued to the window. I peered out from seat 14F as the sun warmed my skin — there was nothing and everything at the same time. Glassy lakes, snaking rivers, tundra, marshmallow like clouds, blue skies for as far as the eye could see and somewhere out there wolves and polar bears. Being just that, wolves and polar bears. And here I was, hurling through the sky just for a morsel of time with them. 

Nestled in the temperate rain forest of west Vancouver Island this hard to reach lodge is worth every second it takes to get there. Here is a black and white photo gallery of Clayoquot Wilderness Lodge.

Few are granted, in their lifetime, an encounter such as this. A series of moments woven together to make one grand experience. It’s poetic, really. This is the tale of a chance encounter with a yearling wolf in Yellowstone.

My photographical diary of my third trip to India.

Yellowstone National Park, where does one even begin to describe the 2.2 million acres that make up this wild landscape? I'll start here, during one of my favorite mornings and favorite Grizzly Bear encounters to date.