If I stay healthy long enough, I should manage to see most of Rocky Mountain National Park. I’ve been there several times now, and each time is a new adventure. This time the elk herds had descended down into the accessible areas, and we encountered several Elk Jams, most due to tourists stopping in the middle of the road or on both sides to catch sight of the elk herds.
I’m not sure what would possess someone like this photographer to get between a dominant bull and these two interlopers, but whatever it is it hasn’t possessed me yet:
I was more than content to keep my distance and use my 400mm lens and some cropping to get this picture of the dominant male:
Actually, I was thrilled when this Blue Jay suddenly flew down while we were walking up the trail to Emerald Lake.
Heck, I would have been more than happy just to look at the ancient, gnarled trees that have managed to survive at this level
or just to look at rocky mountains being eroded by rushing water.