A Red fox in Yellowstone
At the western edge of the Lamar Canyon at a small trailhead just above the river of the same name this fox was curled up under a sage bush. A small crowd had gathered, and under the watchful eye of a park ranger, had their cameras trained on the small patch of red visible between the gray-green branches and leaves. Watching it from a slightly higher vantage point, I could see the ears pointed forward and hoped she was hunting. Within a few minutes, she belly crawled forward a little and it was plain to see she was readying for a leap.
The grass and sage hid any rodents from my sight but not so for the fox. Or, at least through those large ears, their sound was not hidden. When she did jump it was fast but she came up empty. She dug anxiously around this bush and circled it several times but somehow the little creature made good on its escape.
With the meal gone, the fox looked up and seemed only then to realize the crowd to one side of her. At that point, she lowered her head, ears and tail and sprinted past the people, crossed the road (where happily traffic had long been stopped) and sped up a hill through the underbrush, grabbing a rodent along the way.
I went further up the road in the hopes of the fox reappearing down that way. I guessed wrong but soon found that the fox had backtracked and went to a small hollow downhill from the original trailhead. When I set up 35 yards away, she was laying low against another bush with her eyes, and ears, trained on a spot near a rock and some fallen trees.
The weather in Yellowstone is always changing and while she waited sun gave way to rain pushed in by a strong wind, then snow, sun and clouds followed in quick succession.
A lightning run got her on the spot stared at for the previous fifteen minutes in a flash. This time she struck successfully and “wolfed” it down while her head was still hidden by the grass.
She stalked through the hillside again for a few more minutes.
She rubbed against a bush next. I don’t know if that was to rub off scent or to pick up the sage. Then she headed off through the scrub and grass.
December 13, 2016 at 11:44 am
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You have very good photos
June 12, 2016 at 1:59 am
June 3, 2016 at 2:41 pm
Great captures! Like how the fox stands out against the greenery.
June 2, 2016 at 2:11 pm
Stunning images of a beautiful creature, although I do have mixed feelings as a fox killed two of my hens over the last 3 weeks.
June 1, 2016 at 11:16 pm
She is absolutely beautiful! Well captured!
June 1, 2016 at 4:11 pm
WawwwwwwwwwwwwwwI ‘m still wondering how do you make this photos! You are incredible! And everytime you leave me amazed how a little girl 🙂
June 1, 2016 at 2:08 pm
Aptly called “the quick, brown fox” – wonderful creatures. What a pity man has not found a way to live more peaceably with them. If only they’d leave the chickens alone. Sally
June 1, 2016 at 1:32 pm
Reblogged this on janencarinvandijk and commented:
dit zijn zeldzame opnames zo mooi dat ze gdeeld moeten worden om de natuur te beschermen
June 1, 2016 at 11:58 am
Once again I am seeing some great photography here. I love foxes. They are so sleek and high spirited. I love their playful nature too. Thank you once again for delivering such great photographs.
June 1, 2016 at 11:12 am
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June 1, 2016 at 8:22 am
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June 1, 2016 at 7:44 am
Fantastic shots of the red fox in Lamar Valley. Bravo, Christopher!
June 1, 2016 at 6:57 am
Wonderful capture and story well told. Congrats.
June 1, 2016 at 6:10 am
A well-told story with great pictures to illustrate it.
June 1, 2016 at 5:25 am
June 1, 2016 at 4:53 am
What a great series of pictures!
June 1, 2016 at 4:14 am
Brilliant. They are so graceful
June 1, 2016 at 3:38 am
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