Sometimes I hunt With A Camera
Photography has always been a natural companion to my time in the wild, a way to capture the fleeting moments that make a hunt—or any time spent in Africa—truly unforgettable. There’s something about the light on the plains at dawn, the slow ripple of heat rising off the savanna, or the quiet intensity in the eyes of a lion just before it disappears into the bush. These are the details that a camera can hold onto long after the moment has passed. Whether it’s the dust swirling around a herd of buffalo, the silhouette of an old baobab against an endless sky, or the expression on a tracker’s face after a long and successful stalk, I want to preserve it all—not just for myself, but for those who might never see it firsthand.
Hunting and photography go hand in hand; both require patience, an eye for detail, and an appreciation for the story unfolding in front of you. A rifle and a camera are not so different—each demands precision, timing, and respect for the subject. Through my lens, I try to capture the raw beauty, the emotion, and the spirit of the places and people that have shaped my journey. Because in the end, it’s not just about the images—it’s about holding onto the wild, even after you’ve left it behind.
