Tracks in the Snow
A few years back I had an encounter with wildlife that seemed like something right out of a book. It was early spring and we decided it was time to get out and begin to condition ourselves for the summer hikes that would follow. We chose the Highline Canal. The trail is level and offers a rural feeling even though it is tucked into the city. It stretches through Denver, Englewood and Littleton allowing us to walk for miles. The snow melts early on the trail, although it remains in the meadows and under the trees scattered across the landscape. This day we learned that every bend can offer a surprise.
Nature sounded off all around us. We were caught up in the moment, enjoying every step. About half way through our five mile out and back, I felt that something was watching us. It was an uneasy feeling. I looked around for other people, but saw no one. Then I realized a lone coyote, about 50 yards from us, had his gaze fixed on us. His stare froze our momentum instantly. He showed no fear. We waited, not sure what to do. We didn’t want to deny him an avenue of escape or turn our backs on him. Eventually, after what seemed like hours, he turned away and continued on his way, leaving his tracks across a meadow.
We were surprised to see him along the canal because coyotes usually avoid being anywhere near humans. His surprising presence caused a tense moment that had to be expressed. These moments with wildlife are pure gold for an artist. I don’t run into this kind of thing very often. Hopefully, I did the moment justice.
