Bill Lea says heโs not a morning person. Yet many days, heโs up before the sun, hurrying toward the western portion of Foothills Parkway to catch its first rays as they light up Rich Mountain and swath Townsend in golden beams.

โThis is what I love doing: chasing the light,โ Lea says, easing his Subaru into park at one of his favorite overlooks. โAll the subjects we shoot, everybody shootsโthe only thing that makes the subject different is the light that you capture.โ
The dayโs forecast calls for sunny skies and warm temperatures that will verge on hot by afternoon, but the early morning air is chilly. The moon still hangs large and milky in the sky, the newly risen sun saturating every crater with illusory warmth. Lea sets up his camera and points it toward a vista of blooming dogwoods, emerging leaves, and long shadows, careful to shoot so the sun shines at a 90-degree angle to his subject. Side lighting gives depth to the image, he says, and he plans his morning outings with the sunriseโs orientation in mindโalong with many other factors, such as cloud cover, humidity, and seasonal progression. In the background of every shot lies an intimate knowledge of the surrounding landscape.
โThatโs why you concentrate on your own backyard,โ he says. โChances are you know it better than anywhere else you can go.โ

Reframed along the Mississippi
In a way, Lea, now 73, owes his photography career to the muddy waters of the Mississippi Delta. An avid fisherman throughout his childhood in Illinois and Florida, Lea didnโt expect that inclination to change after moving to Vicksburg, Mississippi, where he landed his first job out of college as a forester for the International Paper Company. But he just couldnโt get used to that murky water.
โOne day, I put down the fishing pole, picked up a camera, and fell in love with the adrenaline flow of photographing wildlife,โ he said. โI never looked back.โ
That was nearly half a century ago. Since then, Lea has published multiple photo books and calendars, sold thousands of photographs to an array of publicationsโBBC Wildlife, National Geographic books, and National Audubon Society calendars, to name a fewโand become more familiar than just about anybody else with the way light brushes the animals and landscapes of Cades Cove, his favorite place in the world. Lea first experienced Cades Cove while traveling with his wife Klari shortly after their wedding in 1975, and he immediately knew it was special. From then on, Lea filtered every job opportunity that came his way through one particular lens: proximity to the Smokies.
Lea was โnever good at wanting to cut trees,โ and at the first opportunity, he left International Paper for the US Forest Service, landing a job with the Ouachita National Forest in Arkansas. Then he began looking for positions near the Smokies. In 1983 Lea moved to Brevard, North Carolina, to work for Pisgah National Forest, and he finished his career as an interpretive specialist for the National Forests in North Carolina stationed in Franklin, North Carolinaโabout 45 minutes from the nearest park entrance and less than three hours from Cades Cove. Now retired, he lives just 20 minutes away from his favorite spot.

In recent years, Leaโs become enamored with landscape photography, but heโs perhaps best known for his work with bears and other wildlife, creating iconic photos that offer a window into the everyday lives of these magnificent creatures. Though snapping the shutter takes only a moment, making a photograph can take all day.
โSo many of my best photos are just pure luckโbeing at the right place at the right time,โ he said. โBut you have to be out there for the luck to occur.โ
A change in perspective
Leaving Foothills Parkway, we come back through Townsend and turn onto Laurel Creek Road toward Cades Cove. Ordinarily, Lea tells me, he would never visit the cove on a clear, sunny morning like this one. It may be optimal weather for hiking and biking, but for photography the lighting conditions are โvery boring.โ
He waits for the cloudy days, the rainy days, the days where the air is so humid you could just about wring it out like a rag. Thatโs when he drives to the cove, finds a place to park, and walks through the woods, hoping to see a bear. But if he sees one ambling along the road, he drives right byโit upsets him when he sees people crowd or disturb these bears, and besides, he prefers to portray the animalsโ natural behavior. That only happens when theyโre relaxed and comfortable.

Lea became acquainted with his first black bears in 1993, when a friend told him about a place in northern Minnesota where heโd be sure to see a lot of them. The homestead of a retired logger, the place is now known as the Vince Shute Wildlife Sanctuary, which Lea co-founded. He and Klari had planned on three days for that first visit but ended up staying two weeks. It was a transformative experience.
โI guess because bears kind of look alike to the untrained eye, you tend to think that theyโre all alike,โ he said. โBut theyโre individuals as different as every human is different. And so we just came to know them. When each one is such a unique individual, then that gives value to that life, because he or she is one of a kind.โ
He brought that philosophy back to the Smokies.
Focus on the subject bear
When asked whether he has any favorite bears, Lea responds that heโs โnever met a bear I donโt likeโ and tells story after story of the animals heโs known over the years.
One โsweet, easy-going bearโ he calls Hazel is the subject of his best-selling print, titled โThe Kiss.โ Lea began photographing Hazel and her two cubs in spring 2015, but when he returned a couple days later, one of the cubs was missing. The remaining cub slept in a walnut tree while Hazel, still on the ground, made a โsoft little grunting soundโ intended to call her cub down to her.

โWhen the cub got to a crotch in the tree, Hazel stood up on her hind feet and the cub leaned down and kissed mom on the nose,โ Lea recalled. โComing from both mom and cub, the feeling was, โOh man, I am so glad I have you,โ because they had lost such an important part of their life, the loss of that other cub. It was just such a special moment.โ
Park rules require visitors to stay at least 50 yards away from wild animals like bears. But bears, like people, have differing requirements for personal space. Amiable Hazel was always perfectly comfortable with Leaโs presence at that distance, but a bear he dubbed โShadowโ lay at the other end of the spectrum.
โShadow was not an easy-going bear,โ Lea said. โShe was uptight, and man, you could be much more than 50 yards away from her, and sheโd still give you the eye.โ
Over the years, Lea has learned how to communicate his non-threatening intentions to the bears he encounters.
โJust like a dog, a bear can tell a lot about your intentions through your tone of voice, and predators donโt announce their presence,โ he said. โThey know youโre there, so if you want the bear to relax and exhibit natural behavior, talking to them eases any potential tension.โ
Leaโs love for bears eventually grew to rival his love for photography. Heโs become their advocate, using the scientific and experiential knowledge heโs accumulated to conduct educational talks and appear on networks and programs including Dateline NBC, National Public Radio, and Animal Planet.

โWe tend to fear what we donโt understand,โ Lea said. โAnd once people have a chance to know what bears are really like, it changes their whole perspective.โ
This story was originally published in the spring 2026 issue of Smokies Life Journal, a twice-yearly magazine that is the primary benefit of joining Smokies Life. To read more stories like this while supporting Great Smoky Mountains National Park, visit SmokiesLife.org/Membership and become a Park Keeper. For more of Leaโs work, visit BillLea.com. His newest photo book, Great Smoky Mountains: Memories of Mystic Mountain Moods, will be published this summer. For purchasing information, contact him at BillLea.com/contact.




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