A pronghorn antelope gives me the evil eye
Only the cattle know where they're goingCopyright 2008 Lydia Hinshaw
SARATOGA, WY -- The roads are long and lonely in Wyoming. Traffic isn't a problem and stoplights don't get in the way.
What to do? Watch for antelope. They're everywhere, but it takes some practice to find them. Mother Nature has dressed them in camouflage that matches the sagebrush landscape they inhabit.
Also, most of them know just how far to stay from the road to be out of reach of my longest camera lens. There are a few exceptions -- our closest views of pronghorns were of a couple who had been violently removed from the gene pool while attempting to cross the road.
This antelope was with a couple of others and they hung around as I approached. A focal length of 400 mm plus additional zoom on the computer resulted in this shot.
Antelope coexist peaceably with horses and cattle, as there's plenty of room for all of them on Wyoming's vast ranges.
I spotted these cattle, in a straight line, marching purposefully up a hill to. . .what? I can't imagine. Cattle aren't renowned for their intelligence, but many of the bovines we saw Wednesday at least had the smarts to hunker down next to snow fences, seeking out as much shade as they could on a very warm day.
What to do? Watch for antelope. They're everywhere, but it takes some practice to find them. Mother Nature has dressed them in camouflage that matches the sagebrush landscape they inhabit.
Also, most of them know just how far to stay from the road to be out of reach of my longest camera lens. There are a few exceptions -- our closest views of pronghorns were of a couple who had been violently removed from the gene pool while attempting to cross the road.
This antelope was with a couple of others and they hung around as I approached. A focal length of 400 mm plus additional zoom on the computer resulted in this shot.
Antelope coexist peaceably with horses and cattle, as there's plenty of room for all of them on Wyoming's vast ranges.
I spotted these cattle, in a straight line, marching purposefully up a hill to. . .what? I can't imagine. Cattle aren't renowned for their intelligence, but many of the bovines we saw Wednesday at least had the smarts to hunker down next to snow fences, seeking out as much shade as they could on a very warm day.
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