Ok, I admit it. I cry at Hallmark commercials; I cry at that Folgers commercial..the one where the parents realize their son has returned because they smell the coffee he’s brewing; I cry when Kate Smith sings “God Bless America” and apparently I cry when I watch baby elk finally succeed in standing on four very wobbly legs.  How on earth do they ever manage it….and how do they know?

The park never fails to provide and amaze…we went out at the crack of dawn to check out an elk carcass is hopes of seeing bears or wolves…nope, no luck. Instead we got to see Mammoth become a maternity ward as not one but two elk gave birth out among the buildings within an hour of each other. Apparently it’s not an unusual occurrence there….as the elk have learned that it’s a “wolf and bear-free zone.” Out in the rest of the park you will not see it happen as it’s just too dangerous for the calf to be exposed…they are a favorite bear food.  50% of elk calves do not survive—I’m certainly hoping for these two.