Sunday, July 26, 2009
On yesterday's hike we till didn't see the herd of 200 elk that were hanging around the last couple of months. But we saw four young and dark coyotes running through an elk grove.
I told my mother this.
"We saw four coyotes today, Mom."
a few "What? saw what?"s...
hen she said, "Were they animals or automobiles?"
Then I realized she meant Toyotas! We both laughed.
As we were heading back down the hill we heard a raucous bird call. I thought it was probably a magpie or some kind of jay, but looking up I saw it was a golden eagle. It was yelling at us. I think we'd interrupted its lunch a few minutes before, because we'd seen a half chewed squirrel just back on the trail.
The bird dropped a beautiful feather as it flew away, which I brought home, alone with one antler. In my bird book the feather was from an immature Golden Eagle.