Snowy Egret Profile
This Snowy Egret was rather calm and allowed me to get close enough for this shot.
Snowy Egret on the pond. I would have loved to have gotten the yellow feet in the shot, but this bird decided to perch on some partially submerged plastic in an urban pond.
Great Horned Owl, up close and personal
Pikes Peak -- Morning Glory
Pikes Peak illuminated with some beautiful morning light, the Incline visible running up the ridge.
Siamese Twins in Garden of the Gods, looking west towards Pike Peak with some early alpenglow.
Bridge Over Frozen Waters
Taken at "The Pool" on the trail to Fern Falls.
This is the first elk carcass I have found in RMNP, though it seems like it would be more common given the large elk herd. While the cycle of life is harsh, I would imagine this wouldn't be a bad place to take your last breaths.
Golden-eyed Golden Boy
Sheep eyes have a beautiful golden color to them, and this big guy was by far the largest of the herd.
The big ram in the herd, bearing the scars of years of battle, both in his "broomed" right horn, and the scar on his nose.
This mature ram's horn reminds me of a clock, the age rings marking years rather than hours.
Two big bulls, in their heavy winter coats, looking out for each other.
These two big bulls posed majestically, looking down on the crowd of tourists gathers below.
Stream With A View
Needle Creek as it runs through Chicago Basin during the fall.
This female Belted Kingfisher would only ever let me get so close before flying off and scolding me loudly.
Balance, Flexibility, Precision
Scratching an itch way up on the neck.
Awaiting Another Challenger
These two took a break in their battle to watch another smaller buck approach them. The small buck wisely didn't interfere.
This guy was bedded in the shadow of a huge boulder. The light on the sage and grass makes a nice contrast with the drab gray of the shadow and buck.
It was well after the main part of the rut when these two tussled vigorously. The battle ended with the buck on the right victorious, coming away with a chunk of hair decorating his antlers.
First Fall Find
This single leaf was lodged in the rocks of the Big Thompson River in RMNP.
Sunrise in the Wemuniche Wilderness. It rained all night, and this was the view we were greated with in the morning.
Winters First Bite
The icicles on this log looked remarkably like teeth. This small stream was sheltered in the steep walls of the canyon and was starting to ice up well before everything else.
The Big Thompson River was beginning to ice up.
Sunburst in the Fog
These alpine sunflowers weathered the storm as fog rolled in over the ridge.
Cassin's Finch (male)
This guy patiently hopped just ahead of me. I got the impression he wanted me to take his picture, so I obliged him before heading to the elk which were my original target.
Fog's Last Window
The fog had effectively blocked out the sunset as I drove along Trail Ridge Road, desperately hoping for an opening. Suddenly I saw taillights in front of me and slowed down. This view opened up outside my passenger window. The opening in the fog was maybe only a 100 hundred yards, but it was one of the most breath taking sunsets I have witnessed.
The sun tried in vain to burn through the fog, while the wildlfowers tried to soak up as much of the failing light as they could.
This little cascade had it all; wildflowers, gurgling cascade, and the fog that settled into the ravine topped it all off.
Under the Bridge
Boys of Summer
These bulls were enjoying the lush sub-alpine grass, no doubt preparing for the rut this fall where they will lose up to 30% of their body weight competing for females, then dive right into winter.
This big bull paused from his ravenous feeding to admire the view. I did the same.
Soaked yet Serene
This marmot was trying to take advantage of a short break in the fog and rain to dry out.
"What'd you say mate?"
This marmot kept a close watch on me as I walked by "his" rock.
Color of Life and Death
The beetle kill is becoming very evident on the east side of the park. While it is sad to see in many respects, it can create colorful mosaics, like in this picture.
Water and Sun Crossing
Boulder Creek Sunrise
Big Mountains for Big Country
Almost everywhere you turn in Chicago Basin you are confronted with massive peaks, lingering snowfields, and cascading streams. If you enjoy backpacking this is a must-see place.
Finding a Route
One of two streams that drain Twin Lakes in the Chicago Basin in the Weminuche Wilderness.
Morning Commute Rush
One of the many streams draining Chicago Basin, fed by lots of melting snow. Even in early July there are still large snowfields everywhere above timberline.
This was one of the first big peaks you can see as you hike up Needle Creek in the Chicago Basin of the Weminuche Wilderness. The intermitent cloud cover almost gives it the appearance of a sunset.
Morning Glory Columbines
Some of the most colorful Columbines I have ever seen were in the Weminuche Wilderness, some of them almost a dark purple.