I took advantage of the good weather to spend a few hours on Sunday walking through the Phoenix Park. At one point I spotted a stag in the distance and of course I immediately wanted to photograph it. Although I don't like the idea of hunting I can empathise with deer-hunters - there's a wonderful challenge in trying to get close to deer. This one, unfortunately, had spotted me at the same time I saw it, so the photos below aren't as good as I'd like.
Dear stag: I know where you live and I'm coming to shoot you.
Shouldn't natural selection have eliminated prey animals who let themselves get silhouetted on a ridge like this? Maybe the Phoenix Park is letting them become weak...