One of the interesting facts about Pronghorn is, for all of their speed, one thing they don't like to do is jump. It's not that they can't, they would just rather crawl under a fence instead of go over the top like a deer.
While out for a walk tonight I encountered a couple of them out in a meadow just north of my homestead then, a little later on, I found a spot where they make their way into the park. I guess they poop right before crawling under the barbed wire, too, since there were two piles of scat, one of them in the lower right corner of the frame. Notice the difference in how the ground has been smoothed where they were crawling (center part of the frame).Funny thing is, much of the surrounding area was burned in a prescribed fire last summer. Part of the fence was lost and about 150 feet to the south the fence is down - they could have walked right in without all that effort . . . (Should have looked to see if there was any fur stuck on the barbs.)
While I didn't have any luck finding the (cinnamon-blond) Black Bear this morning, I did take Roxy out into the forest and found some people fishing in her regular swimmin' hole, and so I took her to a spot on the East Fork of the Sevier. That's where we found this Western Terrestrial Garter Snake. Wasn't a big one, only 12-15 inches long, but kinda cool to see anyway.
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