
Aren’t they handsome? That’s Brumley Point at back right.

Aren’t they handsome? That’s Brumley Point at back right.

Even knowing something was there – because the mustangs all had alerted – it took a while for me to locate these two coyotes on the snowy hillside of bachelor ridge in Spring Creek Basin. They’re hunted mercilessly in this part of the country, but I enjoy seeing them. They’re no threat to the wily mustangs. 🙂

Because it was less full of distracting vegetation for the resident paparazzo!
OK, full disclosure: These turkeys weren’t in Spring Creek Basin. But they were/ARE in Disappointment Valley, very close to the basin. And who doesn’t love turkeys?!

They have some gorgeous feathers, don’t they?
Another note: It’s hard to get in-focus photos of turkeys. Those little heads are harder to focus on than, say, big mustangs. 🙂

This totally cuuuuuute local guy walked by in Spring Creek Basin the other day. I was smitten at first glance, but he kept on a’walkin’. 🙂

Here’s to peace.

Corona didn’t seem to know what to make of her little friend, but when she walked on through the trees, Jack turned and hippity-hopped after her.

Hippity hoppity! This little cottontail held its ground as a band trailed through a wide arroyo on a summer evening, and that made it a perfect subject for a bunny portrait. 🙂

Howdy, handsome! My, what excellent horns you have!
Some of the horses kept looking over a hill, and I thought another band might be there. Nope, just these awesome creatures!
I was just walking along when …

This pronghorn buck was napping when I crested a little hill and saw him. He stood up, and I stood still. Apparently, he didn’t detect a threat, so he laid back down.

Note: All the little red bits are blooms of claret cup cacti, which seem particularly spectacular – and prolific – this year.

These photos all are significantly cropped. Pronghorns are much warier of intrusions by two-legged intruders than the mustangs. 🙂
Interesting trivia:
They’re the fastest North American land mammal – actually, the fastest in the entire Western Hemisphere, according to Wikipedia.
Wyomingites call pronghorns “speed goats.”
Pronghorns are not antelope, which is why it’s correct to call them pronghorns (pronghorn/pronghorns for plural animals? that’s one I’m not sure about).
Pronghorns prefer crawling under fences to jumping over them, which is why wildlife-friendly fencing that takes elk calves and deer fawns into consideration also considers this knowledge about pronghorn behavior – stringing the lowest wire strand at least 18 inches off the ground.
Pronghorns aren’t currently hunted in Disappointment Valley because their population is low (likely *because of* previous hunting). They seem to be working toward recovery because while they’re infrequently seen, they ARE seen.
Visit Wikipedia for more information about these cool mammals.
A fantastic book (thanks, David Temple!) is Built for Speed: A Year in the Life of Pronghorn.

This cracks me up so much there are hardly words for it. That’s Peter (Petra?) Cottontail in his/her arroyo-wall den in the wilds of Spring Creek Basin.

There’s probably 2 feet of arroyo wall above the den, and there’s probably another 4 or 5 feet below the bottom of the pic to the bottom of the arroyo. (The long lens is great for photographing mustangs at a distance but not so handy at capturing smaller critters closer at hand!) Pretty clever and pretty safe, really, though I don’t know if the bunny is the original excavator.
In addition to Peter (Petra), Jack (rabbits) abounds (har) in our little slice of heavenly planet.