It’s Officially Fall in Wyoming
The last few days have been a crazy roller coaster of weather. Typical mountain fall, warm and sunny one day, rain and snow the next. It’s Officially Fall in Wyoming.
The weekend was warm and nice, although Sunday was pretty windy. That was the clue things were changing. Monday was sunny, and very nice, and we went for a nice hike along the river and enjoyed the fall colors.
Monday night I could here it raining, and we woke up to a wet world. Usually in the early mornings I will hike along the river and look for wildlife, Monday I opted to drive around instead.
I found this young moose with his mom, wet and fluffy.
This very young bull felt the same about the rain.
I drove down Mormon row to see what the bison were up to. These pronghorn antelope were perfectly posed with the new snowy mountains behind them.
These ravens in a tree didn’t seem to mind the wet world.
That afternoon it was warm and sunny all over again, so I hiked the river in the afternoon. These little fawns were out and about enjoying the sunshine and warmth.
I stopped at a great spot on the river and enjoyed the sun. I made this little video while standing in the river.
Wednesday morning was rainy and dark again. the clouds broke for a while, so I headed out the door for my morning river walk. I scared up this blue heron, who flew ahead then landed on the bank.
30 seconds after I took these photos, the rain started again. I’ve never seen the sky change so fast. I hustled back to the RV, wet and cold. That afternoon I took Al in to the gallery were he is sculpting as part of the Fall Art Festival. It’s a great time to talk to people in the gallery, and hopefully sell some sculptures. I went to Moose Wilson road and went hiking there.
It started out sunny and nice, but that black sky was headed my way. Not one to be rained on twice in one day, I hustled back to the truck.
I love the fall here. The colors, the sky, the whole atmosphere. It’s a golden time, that’s for sure.