Sunday, August 23 -Wednesday, August 26
“Ya’ know? There’s a ridge up ahead. I bet we could see them across the ravine from there. C’mon, let’s go!”
The crew and I are camped on Badger Mountain, east of Ephraim, Utah.
We’ve been here since last Friday, relaxing, enjoying walks among the aspens, evergreens, and wildflowers, and sleeping a lot to become used to the altitude of nearly 9,000 feet.
An easy routine settles over camp.
Washing the dishes outside with Bridget and Reggie nearby turns a chore into a pleasant task.
While we’re in shade, the Perfect Tow Vehicle sits in the sun, storing and providing power to the Best Little Trailer.
I make a play area next to my lounger by putting a quilt on the grass, choosing a different spot every day in order to keep from killing the grass.
Reggie plays one of his favorite games, “Teach the Bad, Pink Piggy a Lesson She’ll Never Forget.” (Apparently she does forget because this game is a repeat.)
Sunday morning we’re outside when we hear the rumble of a big trailer going up the mountain on the washboard road.
I wait for a glimpse of it through a break in the trees. Ah, it’s a livestock trailer.
It stops and shortly thereafter we hear an unexpected sound. More specifically, a racket and it’s coming from beyond the aspens, not far from our camp.
The crew and I walk up the forest road to investigate.
We follow the sound which leads us across another campsite.
As Reggie and I enter the forest to climb a ridge, Bridget decides she doesn’t want to go.
“That’s okay, honey. You stay here. This won’t take long. I just want to take a few photos, if I can.”
One of the many things I like about this part of Manti La-Sal National Forest is the understory is sparse enough that we can walk a fair distance into the forest and I’m able to look back to where we entered.
I see the Bridge waiting for us.
Reggie and I climb the ridge, heading toward the ruckus we’ve heard since this morning.
“I see them! There they are, Reg!”
The photo shows a portion of the flock. Judging from the bleating across the forest, there are many more sheep than we can see.
“Now hold still so I can zoom in on them.”
Sheep being sheep, a steep incline is no obstacle.
There’s a creek at the bottom of the ravine which may be the reason a few break from the flock and climb down.
Hmm . . . Those yellow flowers may be a delicacy for a sheep.
Reggie pulls on his tether.
“Just a little longer, Reggie Man. Just a few more shots.”
Ooh, I’ll get that group over there . . . .
Well, that was fun.
“C’mon, little explorer. We’d better go back to Bridget.”
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