I had been watching wolves through a spotting scope when someone mentioned that there were bighorn sheep on the ridge next to us. Most paid no attention to the sheep; wolves always seem to take precedence with wildlife watchers in Yellowstone. But I wanted a closer look but didn't have the time to hike up to the ridge until two days later. When I parked the car and started the hike I realized the sheep were nowhere to be found. It was a beautiful afternoon so I decided to make the hike happen anyway. I was pleasantly rewarded with a herd of about 20 bighorn sheep playing in the snow just above the ridge. This particular group of rams was being instigated by the younger rams in the front. The younger rams would run towards the older rams, who would then turn on their hooves and chase after the younger rams. The sheep were having a ball in the melting snow - kicking it, frolicking in it, jumping in it. And it was a moment only I witnessed. It is wonderful to get off of the main roads and truly experience the wilderness and watch the wildlife in their natural habitat.