My last day in Yellowstone, and it began in amazing fashion. Elk along the river. What could be better than that?
Well, then the sun began to rise, and fog rose up off the river.
Every so often, you begin to realize that you're having a charmed day. Nothing could be more evident than when we saw this wolf running nearby. After years of never seeing a wolf, this is the second sighting in two days!
A species I hadn't really been able to photograph all week was a good mule deer. This big fellow truly topped off a fantastic week in the park.
