Day five! This turned out to be the greatest of our days for wildlife! We got an early start and headed to the Hayden Valley. We got up early enough to make the hour and a half trip to be there by sunrise. We were well rewarded for our trouble. As soon as we parked at the Alum Creek pullout, we were greeted by the local coyote. He walked across the street and sat down right behind the vehicle. What a great way to start the day. But wait, it gets better. As the coyote is sitting there, we have the windows rolled down, and suddenly we hear the most amazing sound. The Canyon Wolf Pack was somewhere nearby, all howling in unison! Wow! As much as we loved the sound, the coyote did not appreciate it near as much. The wolves have had a hand in thinning the coyote population since their reintroduction. So, upon hearing the wolf choir, the coyote turned and trotted off in the opposite direction. Given the circumstances, I can’t say that I blame him.
We hang around here for a while, listening to all the sounds of nature as the morning fog moves into the valley. This really is a beautiful place. Words and pictures simply do not do it full justice. As time passes, we notice more cars entering the area so we follow them a little up the road to the next turnout. By this time there are a few people with their spotting scopes set up, which can mean only one thing: the wolves have been spotted. We park, I drag out the big lens, and point it in the direction they suggest, and there is the pack. Of course, they are about a mile away across the valley, but they are there for sure. That’s them, the spots in the picture on top of the knoll.
As futile as it seemed, I wasn’t the only one who drug out the big glass for a chance to see them. Karen, sitting in the warmth of the car, snapped this one, while we were freezing our fingers catching glimpses of whatever activity happened to be going on over there. Every once in a while, the pack would come together again for a howl-fest, and every time it was amazing.
We actually stuck around here watching the wolves playing around on the knoll for a couple of hours. It was also an opportunity to meet a few of the other photographers and wolf-watchers who were there. They really are some very nice people. Full of information and not afraid to share.
Finally, there is some action. A few of the wolves take off toward the road, looking like they are chasing something. Karen and I jump in the car, and take off, along with several of the others. One of the others I met, Keith Alan Wright, was a photographer who knows the pack very well. We trolled up and down the road several times looking for any sign of the wolves. Suddenly, we pass by Keith who motions that he hasn’t seen them, and then as we pass each other, he honks and I see him speed up. I turn around and catch up as he is jumping out of his car with lens and tripod. I follow suit. This was one picture that Karen missed that she said she wishes she had caught. Me, running with tripod and big lens, chasing after a wolf (separated by a river). I guess walking the stairs the past couple of months at work really paid off as I didn’t drop dead. I was however, very excited, and upon seeing the wolf up close, began shooting a little wild. This is the best shot I got as the wolf was running and I was out of breath and excited. But as Moose Peterson says, I have broken the curse. Next time will be better!
With that excitement, it was time for lunch. Karen and I headed up to Canyon Junction and had a snack before heading back to the valley for even more excitement.
When we get back to the valley, we find most of our new friends at a different pullout looking at the side of a hill. We pull up and realize that they are checking out the grizzly bears! Pretty cool, but they were really too far off for any pictures. About the same time someone mentioned that a bald eagle was flying around on the other side of the road. This was turning into the best day yet for wildlife and it wasn’t even half over!
Our main desires for this trip was to see wolves and grizzly bears, and now we have. Now it’s time to see what else we can find. Our new friend Keith tells us that many times otters can be spotted out by Mary Bay, so we go. We find the little pond he told us about, but no otters. We did however find this Hairy Woodpecker. That’s one I’ve never seen before, and now I even have photos of one.
Driving back past the bay, we catch a flock of ring-billed gulls flying overhead. Chalk up another species I previously had no pictures of. It may be “just a gull”, but I found it very graceful in its flight.
Working our way back, we stopped at the Pelican Creek pullout. There was a truck parked there and the man appeared to be looking through binoculars. Way out in the field, there is a dark spot that was moving, but we couldn’t decide what exactly it was, so we camped out there for a while. Soon enough, the spot came into view enough that we could tell that it was a moose! Now moose aren’t that common up here, as they are usually down in the Teton NP, so this was a treat. We watched as it grazed in the field, still too far away for pictures. Then, as the moose approached the edge of the field, it suddenly turned toward us and began trotting and looking over its shoulder as if something was closing in on it. At this point, out came the big lens! I manage to capture several good clear shots before the moose takes a sudden left turn into the wooded area and simply disappears, literally! Me and another photographer ran into the woods to find her, but no luck. We couldn’t even find her tracks. This moose is good!
We make it back to the Hayden Valley and almost immediately find a bunch of cars suddenly pulled to the side of the road. The grizzly bears have moved and are now closer to the road and everyone is out watching. They are close enough to the people that a park ranger has now been dispatched to the area, for the safety of both the people and the bears. Now is the time for the big lens! What we have here is a sow and her two cubs. The cubs are thought to be about two years old at this point, and one of them is blond! Her facial features have been described as looking like a panda. Very unique looking for sure. If my information is correct, we have mom, her son, and her blonde daughter. So…
Mom and son…
Needless to say that at this point we are completely stoked! What a day this has been! And it still is not over. We make our way back to the overlook where we saw the wolves and meet up with our new friends again. We share stories of what all we have seen today and swap information. At this point someone says, “Hey, there’s a bald eagle perched just below us!” Yep, out comes the big lens again! It’s not just that it is our national bird, but there is truly something regal about this bird.
So, it’s been a full day for sure. We make plans to meet up with Keith for dinner, say our good-byes to the others, and head back to Gardiner.
But, as they say, wait…there’s more!
Not more than a mile down the road, our friendly coyote is mousing in the field. Can’t pass up an opportunity to catch a coyote leap!
Wow, what a day! As we approach Mammoth on our way out of the park, the falling sun is striking the side of the mountains. What a beautiful end to a beautiful day!
As we start to exit the park, Karen and I are talking and mention that about the only thing we hadn’t seen that we thought we might was…SCREECH!! BIGHORN SHEEP! Right there on the side of the road!! This day just won’t end! Out comes the big lens once again!
Having never shot these guys before I wasn’t really sure what to expect, but for sure, their agility is truly amazing! The way they scale the sheer cliffs and rocks without tripping or falling is astounding. Just like they were designed for an environment such as this. Hmmm.
And as the sun sets and I lose light, I catch one last silhouette before heading back to our room and dinner!
This was an amazing day, and once again, we are thankful for all we have seen. Thankful to the One who created it all!