Nobody’s dupes

These Rocky Mountain sheep certainly know which side of the bread the butter is on.

Those darn sheep are an intelligent lot. They were sharp enough to hang in a location along the South Fork of the Shoshone River where hunting is prohibited.

Of course it’s winter, so there are no stalkers in blaze orange afoot, but these critters, nonetheless were practicing vigilance.

Anyway, I was out with Wendy Smith’s environmental science Wyoming wildlife biology class from Powell High School and had the opportunity to snap this picture. Stick around. I’ll have a story and a photo or two in the paper next week.

Being an outdoors buff, I had a blast.

Dennie Hammer of the Wyoming Game and Fish Department, joined the party too, so I might’ve even learned something. Maybe.

Hammer, Smith and a couple of her brainiac pupils really tried to teach me, but unfortunately, I have a short attention span and my brain has been on the blink of late.

Where was I?

Don’t tell my boss, but it was marvelous getting paid to spend the day in a place I dig. It was also truly gratifying to see youth studying and appreciating nature in all its glory.

I might be going out on a limb here, but I believe Hammer and Smith enjoyed sharing the great outdoors with their youthful charges.