So, there I was, driving over Cameron Pass (10,279 feet) in Northwestern Colorado just before dawn and I happen to see three bull moose in this meadow. This was the larger of the three. The other two still had some "velvet" on their antlers. One tried scraping the velvet off by rubbing agains a road sign. Eventually other people stopped: locals, tourists, and photographers. I chatted with a couple other photographers as we watched the moose eating for about an hour until the moose disappeared into the forest. The three moose were in the same spot the following morning, but not the third morning. The third morning was the first day of hunting season, and somehow the moose knew it.
Monday, September 28, 2009
bull moose at 10,000 feet
So, there I was, driving over Cameron Pass (10,279 feet) in Northwestern Colorado just before dawn and I happen to see three bull moose in this meadow. This was the larger of the three. The other two still had some "velvet" on their antlers. One tried scraping the velvet off by rubbing agains a road sign. Eventually other people stopped: locals, tourists, and photographers. I chatted with a couple other photographers as we watched the moose eating for about an hour until the moose disappeared into the forest. The three moose were in the same spot the following morning, but not the third morning. The third morning was the first day of hunting season, and somehow the moose knew it.
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