September 28, 2016 - The last pictures from the mountains a few days ago; these are from the west slope of the Bighorns.

September 27, 2016 - Two photos taken near the top of the pass after the September snow.

The small valley winding down from the fort of rocks

 and Bald Mountain from below the pass.

September 26, 2016 - While we had rain at the foot of the mountains, the Bighorns took the much needed moisture as snow; over twelve inches of it.  I took a ride up and over 14A early this morning.  It was beautiful, clear and colorful.  More photos will follow in coming days. 

 

First light over the east ridge.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Heavy snow above the west end of North Fork Valley.

September 25, 2016 - Clearing skies at sunset.

September 24, 2016 - I wonder if this buck antelope (left) thought he was hidden, or if he was just asleep.  The rut wears them out.  This is out on Soldier Creek.

September 23, 2016 - We have had 3.1" of rain in the past two days.  This is by far the most rain that we have had this entire year.  It is good.

September 22, 2016 - This serendipitous photo reminds me of some of the old time hunting magazine covers.  Here are a big bull elk and his harem, a buck and doe antelope, and a fly-by sharptail grouse.  I took the photo a couple of Septembers ago in the PK mountain pasture.  Today is the first day of autumn.

September 21, 2016 - Autumn willows in the valley of the North Fork at sunset.

September 20, 2016 - Sunrise out back from Doubledare this morning.

September 19, 2016 - An antelope buck and his harem below Graham Hill.  It is that season.

September 18, 2016 - The fawns are getting big.  They are about 3-1/2 months old now.

September 17, 2016 - From the trailcam this week; a curious doe, and a night fox.

September 16, 2016 - Buffaloberries

September 15, 2016 - Archery season starts today in Wyoming.

September 14, 2016 - Clearing skies early this morning.

September 13, 2016 - A day of pleasant weather; cool with much needed rain.

September 12, 2016 - A hot day down by the creek last week.

September 11, 2016 - A mink visited yesterday morning, racing around the yard for ten minutes or so in that unmistakable mustelae gait, seldom still for more than a second or two.  At one point he ran by a whitetail fawn who thought him quite a curiosity.

 

 

September 10, 2016 - I like this photo of the moose silhouetted in the back yard during his visit a couple of weeks ago.

September 9, 2016 - A female American Redstart catching bugs on the back patio.

September 8, 2016 - A bright September morning out back with Triple Dare, Teller Mesa, and The Grandfathers.

September 7, 2016 - Late summer is apple season.

September 6, 2016 - This one thousand year old petroglyph in western Wyoming is the first documented portrait of Albert Einstein.  It is my favorite petroglyph so far.

September 5, 2016 - The Mountain Bluebirds are gathering up to start south again.

September 4, 2016 - Trailcam pictures from last week; all whitetail bucks.

September 3, 2016 - The Great Horned Owl was a visitor again early yesterday morning.

September 2, 2016 - This nice muley buck in velvet was in the bottom of Hunky Draw early the other morning when I went to town.

September 1, 2016 - I had an interesting morning...quite exciting really, as it turned out.  I got charged by a bull moose.  Yes, the same fellow that was here last week.  We were getting along very well I thought.  He was behind the cabin (a dead end as it turned out) and I was sitting on the back patio drinking my coffee with a tree between he and I.  I was sitting on the ground and moved about three feet to better see around the tree.  I can tell you unequivocally that the bull took quick and specific exception to my moving out from behind the tree line.  He rushed right at me with his head down.  I threw my coffee all over the patio and crawled and duck walked back toward the house.  This all took about three seconds.  As he briskly kept on toward me with his gigantic head and little bulging eyes, I yelled out at him NO!!, (in an oddly soprano voice); and he veered off my track.  How close did he get?  Well, I paced it off.  Six paces.  About 15 feet.  I made a new coffee after he huffed out of the backyard and over the fence.