When I visited Estes Park, Colorado, home to Rocky Mountain National Park in December 2013, I saw my first elk. I remember how cool that seemed. I spent a week skiing, checking out a few different places, and visiting family. This trip, prompted by my desire to move from the city to the mountains for a change of scenery, was a fact finding vacation.
Fast forward 3 years, and I moved to the mountains. Locals told me spring and fall to expect to see elk migration. That first fall, my breath was taken away by the sheer numbers, the sound when a herd moved, and the fact they seemed to be as omnipresent as good restaurants in the city. But it’s not just fall and spring. Elk travel through my area on a regular basis.