The sun was already casting long shadows across the landscape’s cragged peaks when we arrived at the Rocky Mountain National Park Fall River Entrance Station around 4 p.m. earlier today. In the first hour, we (and by we, I mean my sharp-eyed parents and sister) spotted 19 elk and 45 deer.
The sun slipped behind the peaks as we neared the Beaver Meadows Visitor Center and the park’s exit when my sister exclaimed she saw something about 75 yards from our car. We slowed down and spotted a bobcat (my first) which my parents said was unusually large.
It slinked through the brush looking for its next meal while we silently followed from the road. It pounced — once, twice — and was rewarded the second time with a morsel which disappeared in seconds.
The next day, we made our way to the park again and, before even passing through the gates, my sister eyed yet another bobcat. The light was better today and the cat (a she, according to a ranger we saw later) kindly stayed in mostly snowy areas so she stood out more easily.
We also saw a few dozen more elk including some bulls which were sparring in the Horseshoe Park area.