For photography purposes, not hunting of course!! After our night in Grand Junction, we crossed the border into Utah. The west side of the Rocky Mountains is vastly different than the east, more arid, rocky, sandy, more of a desert, but still with plenty of plant life. The closer we got to Utah, the more this was evident, and it was beautiful. Just across the border we stopped for a picture of the welcome sign (who doesn’t like to snap a pic of that?). While stopped we found a field of pretty flowers and cacti and spent some time photographing those.
Down the highway a ways, we turned off on Highway 6/128. Right off of this road, we spotted some pronghorn antelope way out in a field. We found a little dirt road that looked promising, and away we went! Once we were as close as it seemed we be able to with the road, we parked, and trekked towards them on foot. The male and two females, instantly fled, however they stopped in the distance to watch us. That was when we spotted the blob on the ground where they had been… We continued to approach, and sure enough, a baby pronghorn leaped up and bounced away, much to our delight! We were all so caught up in watching him go, that it took us a moment to realize that there was still another hunkered down in the brush.
I continued to walk slowly towards the remaining baby, snapping pictures every couple of feet, until eventually I was within 20ft of him. I stopped at this point, it was close enough, not to mention, with the giant lens I had rented for the trip, he filled the frame at this distance! I was able to snap some adorable pictures of him, before he too leaped to his feet and started off after his family. He did pause for a moment, sideways, to just look back and stare at me… I think it might be needless to say, but Utah was already a huge success and there was still so much more to come!