The herds of elk come mingle about in Morman Lake every year. One can see them from Forest Road 3 on the way to Flagstaff. The new borns play in the grass, and the moms laze around in the soggy dirt.
I watched this one little guy very quizzically stalk a blue heron.
The young elk was very amused by this strange looking long necked ‘thing’ strutting around in the weeds.
The blue heron, on the other hand, didn’t think the curiosity or affection was quite as amusing. I watched the elk follow that blue heron around the pools at Mormon Lake, and the other elk soaking up the water. Nature at it’s finest!
You know you are retired when you start doing Bison Workshops for fun! The first thing I learned, is they are not actually Buffalo… all American ‘buffalo’ are actually Bison.
There are two herds being re-introduced into Arizona that are direct descendants of original bison that roamed the plains in the 1800’s before their virtual extinction. One is in the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, which is a growing herd. The other is managed by the AZGFD at Raymond Wilderness Area outside of Flagstaff.
We learned how to identify the boys from the girls. Beside the obvious, the boys have a more thick curly fur on their foreheads, and their horns curl in.
We were told that these big guys were a relatively young herd, and none more than 3 years old. I can only imagine them when they ‘grow up’.
We got this amazing opportunity to literally see them up close and personal… and it was a real thrill…. one that I would do again in a heartbeat.
Thanks to Mike and Deanna for joining us on this fun adventure.
For more bison pix, see my post… https://kritterspaw.com/2018/11/10/bison-are-back/
On the way to Flagstaff, we caught 2 bald eagles and a golden eagle hanging out outside of Lake Mary.
Eagles are always a thrill to see. I’m still waiting for that special opportunity of an eagle swooping down picking up a fish… but alas, just haven’t caught that yet.
In the meantime I’ll take every opportunity to just enjoy these majestic birds.
This guy looked like he had been digging around in the mud as his white head was covered in mud.
One thing I have learned… is to take the camera wherever we go. It’s when we don’t bring it that we see animals. Fortunately, this time I had it on hand and was able to get a few shots to capture the moment.
I have lived in Arizona most of my adult life. While I was born in Phoenix, I have moved around quite a bit… but settled into AZ when I went to college, and never left. I now live outside the big city, away from the traffic and the crazies. The biggest drama I have these days is the elk eating my tulips… or the deer pooping in my drive way… Or where to go for our outings.
We just got back from exploring some of the back roads outside of Flagstaff in the Woody Mountain Road (FR 213) region. This area has some amazing overlooks that just continue to amaze me with their stunning beauty. As long as I have lived in Arizona, I never tire of it’s wonderful vistas, stunning ridges, and deep canyons.
This particular trip took us to Forest Road (FR) 792 outside of Flagstaff, and in particular Buzzard Ridge Point. The end of the road yields this stunning overlook that just takes your breath away…. simply amazing.