For years I dreamed of this moment.
4–5 years of tracking, waiting, hoping… following footprints, whispers, and stories of a shadow that moves like a myth. And then finally—Giza.

The legendary black leopard of Kenya.
A creature so rare that most will only ever see her in photographs, if at all. But here she was… in front of me… looking straight into my eyes.

That stare felt like time stopped.
Her coat shimmered like liquid night, every move a blend of power and poetry. Wild, elusive, impossibly beautiful. She is the queen of her world, living freely in her own habitat, untouched, unmatched, and unforgettable.

I still can’t believe how lucky I was to witness her—this rare masterpiece of nature—after all these years. Moments like this remind me why I chase the wild… because sometimes the wild looks right back at you.