Back to StoriesA Cow Elk Crosses The Snake
October 10, 2017
A Cow Elk Crosses The SnakeSue Cedarholm Goes To the Water And In Darkness Hears The Approach Of Bugling Wapiti
My day begins hiking along the Snake River in the dark. Bear
spray at my waist just in case, I am not alone so a bear will probably hear us
coming, although we want to be quiet so we don’t scare the elk.
Witnessing the bugling of bull elk in the Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem is to know one of the great primordial sonic experiences in nature.
We are walking upstream on a single track along the bank. We
are hoping to get into place in the willow bushes before sunrise in hopes of
photographing elk crossing the river in the mist. The fog is very dense,
softening the first light on the horizon. We hear elk bugling in the distance.
There is a little bit of frost on the bushes; you can see
your breath. The hike takes about 15
minutes. We find our spots hidden among
the willows. Now we wait.
The bugling gets closer.
You never know exactly where the elk will cross. The sun has
risen higher, a burning ball of light glowing in the fog. The mountains are
still hidden, sky blue overhead. A herd of cow elk come to the edge of the
riverbank. They are nervous, checking and double check before they are willing
to drop down to the water and cross. Something scares them and they run.
We continue to wait.
The sun burns off the fog. Mt. Moran appears in all its
glory, pure white from the recent snows. Just when we were ready to pack up and
leave, thinking we picked the wrong spot to sit, a lone cow elk wanders along
the edge of the dark timber. She appears as if in a dream, barely visible in
the thick golden undergrowth. She steps out, looks, walks to the water and
crosses, swimming, a silent beauty.