Sunday I decided to check out Bohart Ranch, so we went for a walk in the afternoon through some of the trails and meadows. The low-lying areas are still boggy, and it was green and lush everywhere. We walked up to Downey’s Butte, one of the high spots above the meadow, and spotted an cow elk with two spotted calves. When the cow saw us she froze, and then strolled silently off into the dense downfall-filled forest. Silently! We spotted her with the two calves a minute or so later, and then all three, silently! disappeared into the woods.
Lots of frisbee golfers out on that fine afternoon, and the wildflowers are thick.
Tadpoles in the puddle by the trail shelter, didn’t see any legs just yet.
See you all in camp in July….