Story and Photography by John E. Marriott
The stalk began before we even hit land. As soon as I spotted the six bulls on the tundra, my little group of photographers on the boat swung into action. Big lenses came flying out of bags and onto tripods, camo got pulled on hastily and extra batteries and cards were shoved into pockets — all while our guide stealthily moved the boat out of view of the caribou and towards the shore. The tension in the air was palpable. As my clients looked around excitedly, ready to go, I sized up the route we needed to take to get us in position for a chance at intercepting the herd of bulls in a suitable spot.