Wednesday, November 4th, 2009
Tromp. Tromp. We were headed back out on the Catwalk trail near Glenwood, New Mexico, backtracking toward the parking lot after traipsing over two miles (up, at elevation, a considerable undertaking for flatlanders), when JCB spotted a family group of bighorn sheep spying on us from above.
I admit to occasional jealousy of the Marquis‘ close-ups of wild things—mostly birds—but today I think I scored a big one. These are wild bighorns, and we while we watched them the one that’s lower down on the rock face (a female with a radio collar) kept walking around and dislodging small stones that fell down on the trail in front of us!