Elk Herd Migrating Up Butte
Some stories are simply the result of serendipity. On this particular day, I wasn’t out to do any photography and I wasn’t looking for anything particular. I was simply driving to town in Jackson from my home in Kelly to take care of some errands. A bit of adulting.
Driving past the snowy white landscape of the National Elk Refuge on an early December morning during a particularly snowy year, I noticed a beige stripe running up the east side of Miller Butte in the distance.… Keep reading...