Chris and I had a great vacation in Wyoming in July. Hard to believe I have not even posted any pictures of it because trust me, I took a lot of pictures. The beauty of blogging is that I usually have posts scheduled to go ahead of time so I don’t have to worry about no content going “live” when I travel. That way I can focus on the moment and not stress about losing my valued readers by not having something posted on a regular basis.
I looked at Chris and asked “What did you get me into?” He just shrugged and said it was all hoopla about nothing.
Then we saw this sign the next day.
Granted I was closer to a bear when we were in Canada last year and one ambled down the driveway of the house next door but still…….I was warned.
Of course the bison were always supposed to be around and we were actually not disappointed in that area. It was not quite like when we were in Yellowstone years ago when we got caught in several bison jams but but we did get to see these beauties up close and personal.
Not sure who this belonged to but I suspect a bison. There seemed to be a great deal of evidence in Yellowstone particularly.
There was a lot of promise of seeing moose and that was what I was most excited about. After all the road our condo was off of was named Moose Wilson Road. There was a promise there.
Oh the promise was there but there was no delivery. I figured this was about as close as I was going to get to a moose sighting.
And then–magically on our last full day in Wyoming we saw cars pulled off the road and as many of you know–where there are cars there MUST be wildlife.
(Pictures thanks to the hubby with the better zoom on these 3 pictures.)
So finally–I could go home. I had seen the elusive moose family and was able to complete my mission. Don’t you just love a happy ending?