Wednesday May 30
We started the morning out once again looking for #610,
but again no luck. We decided to take photos of the juvenile grizzly, this time
in the sun with green grass instead of drizzle and snow.
It was a very slow day so we headed up north to find some
landscape shots, but with the dreary, cloudy skies, that didn’t pan out either.
So before the light began to fade, we made one more pass through the park,
again looking for #610. We ended up on Moose Wilson road and we looked for the bedded
down pregnant moose but she had moved on, so did we. At the beaver lodge, we
found a Great Blue Heron who was fishing. He had been perfectly still until all
of the sudden he lunged forward and came up with a nice size fish in his long
beak. I did not get a good shot of him but Rick did all right.
Soon after he took off with to eat his dinner, a beaver
came out of the lodge and was in a perfect position for photos. No twigs, no
grasses in the way.
We also spotted another female moose not too far away and
took some nice shots of her.
The night was fast approaching, so we left for the
trailer and called it a night.
Thursday May 31
Being our last day, we knew we had only a couple of hours
to find something. And we did. Along Cattleman’s Bridge, a dirt road that leads
you through thick woods to the Snake River, I spotted an eagle. He was sitting
high in the trees across the river. Really just a speck, but our lenses are
long so we took the opportunity to photograph him. We set up waiting for him to
take off as it was our goal to catch him in flight, like Rick did last fall.
Soon, a raven swooped in, screeching, flying towards him.
The eagle chirps. The raven makes another pass in front of him and then lands
in the same tree just a couple of feet above him. He is flapping his wings,
cawing at the eagle and the eagle responds in kind. It was an interesting display
of harassment, for sure! Finally, the eagle grows tired of the ravens hassles
and takes off with the raven close behind. They fly down the river out of
sight, and we look at each other with huge smiles on our face. What a treat!!
One last trip down Moose Wilson Road, the only wildlife
was this cute little ground squirrel putting on a show. He stretched and rolled
over onto his back showing me his belly, like little Callie does for me when
she wants a tummy rub.
It was time to go and pack up the trailer to move onto
Yellowstone. Just as we round the corner about a mile from the RV park, I ask
Rick if we can go down this dirt road because “you never know if there is a fox
or coyote there.” He says no, we do not have time. Seconds later, just as we
pass the dirt road, you won’t believe it, we spot a coyote! We followed him
with other curious visitors and got a few shots. She wasn’t moussing, but she
answered my wishes, and for that I feel blessed.
Stay tuned. Yellowstone is sure to bring more joy and
wonders...
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