White

A photographic essay.
by Denver Bryan
From the September/October 2011 Issue

Whitetails evolved to disappear in thick woods. And then the snow comes, and with it the rut. 

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Now the big bucks are moving, and you can track them and see them, standing still and dun against all that white.
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Red drops against the white, a trail leading to the end of a story that began more years ago than anyone can count. This is the modern version, but the story of a hunter’s quarry against the snow will never change.
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