Elk in the Mist: A Surreal Morning in Rocky Mountain National Park in CO
Updated: Dec 5, 2021
In late September, the air begins to feel a chill and the aspens begin to turn their signature golden shimmer in the Colorado high country. This change in seasons signals the mighty elk herds the populate the Rockies to descend the lush alpine meadows to the grassy meadows of lower elevations to participate in the annual elk rut. The elk rut is mating season, bull elk shed the velvet from their antlers and literally fight for dominance. They clash their antlers in brutal drawn out conflicts to assert their position among the herd to win the honor of mating with a female or females. The male elk's bellowing call, known as an elk bugle is one of the most haunting and beautiful sounds in nature. Their long high pitched call echoes across an entire valley as they attempt to entice females.
Rocky Mountain National Park is among one of the best places in the world to witness this incredible display of nature. As mentioned before the park is a short 45 minute drive my home in Loveland, CO making it an easy trip to witness these magnificent creatures. In fact, as winter approaches these herds will continue to descend to the open fields and meadows right here in Loveland. But I digress, in September I spent an incredible morning in the park during an unusual misty morning as a storm cleared the area making it feel more like the Pacific Northwest than Colorado. My main objective as I do not own a telephoto lens for wildlife photography, however if I did encounter an elk herd I'd do my best to take photos. Regardless I hit the Deer Mountain Trail just before sunrise and had it all to myself. As the sun rose the clouds swirled around the high peaks and the visibility would quickly change from clear to it being so foggy I could only see a few trees ahead of me.
It was then I could feel the ground rumble beneath my feet. The sound of elk bugles were coming from the valleys on either side of the mountain as I ascended. It was absolutely amazing, I could barely see anything at all in the fog, but the distant calls emanated from every direction. Finally I crested a small ridge and a herd of elk is grazing right on the trail. The herd's resident bull seemed to be waiting for my arrival as he probably heard me coming. The massive brooding elk stood at attention staring at me with its truly massive antlers. I immediately started backing up keeping my eyes on him as he slowly meandered closer. I kept backing up until he lost interest with me and turned back to the herd, bugled loudly, and trotted away into the fog out of sight. An incredible moment I'll never forget! Check out the photos from this encounter below.
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