Shyla is limited to leash walks for a few days. We took our short walk yesterday morning but it was like a National Geographic show! Before any excitement started, I took Shyla's photo.
Then, her expression changed.
It turned out to be a mama moose and her calf. Mama moose did not look happy to see us so I hustled Shyla home without taking any photos. As we hiked home, a herd of elk galloped across our path. They moved so fast that I didn't get my camera out in time to get any photos. Sometimes I am simply awed by this stupendous place that we call home.
The most remarkable thing about galloping elk is how loud their hooves are. The forest was serene and quiet with snow falling silently. The elk herd sounded almost like a freight train coming through - the thundering elk herd!
After I left Shyla at home so I could ride my fat bike, I kept seeing the moose pair over and over again, as if they were stalking me! I think that this was the calf peeking at me through heavy snowfall.
I rode for a while longer. The next time I passed through that area, the mama moose and her calf were lying in the snow. Alert mama moose...
They were next to the trail that goes to our house so I had to pass that spot one more time. This time, they were up and looking ornery. At first, the mother didn't look very interested in me.
Then, she gave me "the look".
Now, as I sit next to a cozy fire, the snowfall is slowing, and it feels nice to have winter back again, even though trudging through a deep layer of fresh snow for the dogs' sunset walk is hard work. My spine particularly hates it... but February is supposed to be winter, and I'm glad that it is!
Happy Saturday to all my friends!