Where The Elk Play

So I says to the cabbie, "Let's go find some elk." I had noticed a herd of about 50 in a meadow a few miles out of town on Monday. When the driver called dispatch to let them know what we were up to, the nice gentlemen on the other end informed us that the elk were in 'the compound'. So the driver wheeled around and pulled up to an spot beside the highway, just a stone's throw from the townsite. Sure enough there were dozens of cows and young bulls lounging around. They were okay with me taking pictures. Soon after, a man and his wife pulled up, got out of their car and were obvisouly talking too loudly. The elk started to scatter but not before I snapped a few shots.