Taken back at the end of September at the height of the rut, this big boy was just not having a good morning. He had a nice little harem going and thanks to some deft moves by a competitor, he suddenly found himself all alone.
He was undeterred though, holding his head high and looking for opportunities – here he paused briefly, giving me a great look. The bull soon headed off, disappearing into the forest. I thought, at that point, that the show was over but not two minutes later, a cow and her calf came running out of the trees with the regal bull right behind.
The day started as a loss for him but he stayed positive and persevered. Perhaps a lesson in there for us humans.