Last night going to sleep I heard a large herd of Elk come into the field across from my Telluride home.
The field is all preserved open space and protected from hunters. The Elk come and go regularly during the year in both winter and summer. In the morning you could see that the herd was a least two hundred large. They graze during the night and early morning before moving along.
This time of year is the rutting season and they can be quite loud during the evening. There is something very beautiful and ancient in the bugle of an Elk. It’s not uncommon to have both Elk and deer bed down in the aspen grove on the north side of my Ski Ranches (name of subdivision) home, just five minutes from the Telluride Mountain Village lifts.
Last year one day, I looked out my home-office window above the three car garage in mid-afternoon, and looked directly into the eyes of a five-point buck standing not twenty feet from my home. Unafraid, he casually walked away into the woods. It’s really amazing to have the wildlife interact so closely with you.
Hunting season is now over and the men in orange have all gone home. The Elk and deer seem to know this fact and move around more easily and without fear.
The craziest thing I’ve ever seen is a picture of four bull Elk standing on the summit of Wilson Peak 14,017’. You can see the mountain and its vertical peak from my home-office in its entire splendor. I guess the Elk just climbed it to have a look around.
I’ve traveled around the world, and have lived in Telluride for nearly 20 years now. It’s one of the most serene and beautiful places on Earth!
Best to all, Frick