As I drove past this big old bull he was resting alone in a field. I immediately pulled over for the photo opportunity.
Now here is the dilemma I faced. I was only armed with a wide angle lens which meant getting close, really close. I was not sure how safe that was going to be but I climbed the fence anyway and cautiously made my approach. He seemed like a big old softy with that shaggy face and big brown eyes. As I approached I started taking photos and chatting so that he became used to the sounds I was making.
In the end this is as close as I got (about 4m) before he tossed his head and meandered off in the opposite direction. Perhaps I was lucky considering he was as tall as me an at least 20 times heavier and could have done a lot of damage if he chose. Still I wish I'd had gotten just that little bit closer.
Photo: Robert Rath, ‘Day 610, All Bull' 1/250s f/10 ISO100 15mm