DH and I decided to go to Grand Teton National Park the first Saturday in October to find out if we could hear the bull elk bugle.
The autumn weather had deteriorated into winter very early. So there was snow on the highway as we went up Teton Pass. It wasn’t deep or icy but a wakeup to what we would see at lower elevations in a few weeks. We got into the park so early there wasn’t even a ranger at the entrance booth to check us in. It was just very dark.
So dark we almost ran over a pronghorn who was out looking for some early breakfast.
Sunrise was just beginning when we reached String Lake parking lot. We weren’t alone. There were others with cameras and tripods probably there for the same reason we were.
But that was okay since the scenery was outstanding. The air was so still the water in the lake was a mirror for the forest and the grand peaks. The high fog lifted just enough for us to see the mountain tops and the reflected sunlight.
We took the trail to Leigh Lake far enough we could see Mount Moran and its quiet reflection in the water. The beauty was mind-boggling.
I shot photo after photo as the morning slowly burned off the mist on the peaks.
The changing angle of the sunrise and the moving clouds enhanced every view.
We went back to Jenny Lake where the sights were just as scenic and amazing.
It was very much worth the early rising and the dark drive to see such magnificence.
Even leaves on the path were picturesque.
So we didn’t see or hear much from the elk but we did see a few birds like this Clark's nutcracker trying to catch a few warm rays of sunshine.
On our way back to Jackson for breakfast at The Bunnery we got a good look at a big bull moose. What you can’t see in this photo is the crowd of paparazzi with their big cameras and zoom lenses taking the same photos I was.