We went after Thanksgiving when the crowds at Grand Teton National Park dwindle down to those who want to brave the cold. We were by ourselves most of the times Perhaps it was the difficulty of dealing with the water, snow and cold temperatures.
Here is the story. And the beauty was that we had him al to ourselves!
I had been trying for days to get a photo of a moose drinking water in the springs with a reflection of the Teton mountain range and moose. I seemed to get every other type of photo but the one I had envisioned. This photo required the moose to enter on a specific stretch of water, on a certain side of the water, wanting to take a drink offshore and with no clutter, clear skies and a reflection. Tall order? Maybe I could get some water drips from his mouth? Even taller order.
We were duped by the moose that sat at the water edge that never went to take a drink. We were duped by a moose when they got up from their slumber only to walk in a different direction than his normal routine. On some days we waited all day in freezing temperatures but came back empty-handed. The reasons why I couldn’t get my dream photo goes on and on…
I gave up. But one afternoon, it all lined up albeit with 10 minutes to spare before the weather came in. I had to get into the water with waders that weren’t designed for winter use. I had to kneel as much as I could without sinking in the mud. Regardless, I sank into the mud. And I had to deal with really, really cold temperatures. But Van Gogh came through this afternoon.