Don and I were walking Mr. Darcy the other evening when we turned around and saw an amazing site on a distant hillside: Elk. Lots of elk. Oodles of elk.
There wasn't any way to get them all in one photo, but I'm estimating there were 75 or 80 animals. Shortly after I took the above photo, something spooked them and they all started trotting downhill.
Unfortunately that put most of them behind an impenetrable barrier of trees, which hid their numbers even more.
I don't expect the elk to be around much longer.
As the snow starts melting in the high country, they'll make their way further into the mountains for the summer.
We'll enjoy them while we can.
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