So today I get to enjoy that snow on Antelope Island. I don't really have a plan today. It's cold, 20 degrees when I left. I'm hoping for a hike but the sun must come out because 20+ degrees and sun is nice weather; without the sun, it's coooooold.
Luckily for me, the sun is out and its clear. I think its supposed to be that way the entire day.
I get through the park entrance and boy is it different looking! There's the usual dry lake beds at the beginning of the causeway but there's some snow. Not alot, just a dusting.
I see a bird of prey flying. He's been here the last few times I've been here (near the entrance) -- I need figure out what kind of bird he is since this seems to be his home turf.
As I get further along the causeway, there's more water puddles (of course frozen) on the Farmington Bay side and there seems to be more water in the Salt Lake (unfrozen -- salt water).
I see rain/snow showers rolling in to the north -- I hope they're going straight east or its going to be a very short day.
There's not a lot of open water on Farmington Bay but the small open areas are packed with ducks.
Head down the east side of the island towards the Ranch - I wanted to go to the west side first but there are cars ahead of me since they all went west, I have to be different.
It's pretty clear out; the Wasatch mountains are finally snow covered from top to bottom.
The landscape is lightly snow-covered; the sagebrush and other grasses standout amongst the snowy ground.
I'm scanning for animals but see none.
I get to an area past Frary Peak where I have good luck spotting coyotes and deer; I slow down to really look for anything moving. There's a coyote moving thru the grass!!! I stop and cross the road to get a better look. But the coyote disappeared in the tall vegetation.
I continue heading towards the Ranch. As I get closer, I see a large herd of bison in the distance closer to the mountains.
When I get to the Ranch, the gated dirt road to the Sentry Peak Trailhead is still open so I decide I'm hiking Sentry Peak today.
Before I start the hike, I look toward the water line just south of the Ranch. There's deer! A small herd of females - 5 of them. For some reason, one deer trots away from the herd heading for the Ranch. The rest keep on grazing.
I start up the trail heading toward the mountains. A little way in, I see something out of place a head of me just off the trail. It's lighter in color but hard to tell because of the snow and glare of the sun. Could it be a pronghorn or deer? I grab my camera and zoom in; it's a pronghorn!!! I glance left looking for other pronghorns since they do form harems in the fall. And sure enough, there's a whole herd of them -- I count 12 (but there could be more). And only one with a set of horns.
I stand and watch as they slowly move south -- I'm sure its because they sense my presence. After a few minutes, I continue slowly down the trail. They gather up and continue southward.
Just a few 100 feet later, I hear the howls of two coyotes. One howling and the other returning the call. Its pretty loud and they can't be that far away. I step off the trail a bit, there's a little downhill section and I'm wondering if they're down there. Unfortunately, I see nothing -- but the howling continues. It's frustrating because they have to be very near. (Maybe the pronghorn moved on not because of me but because of the coyotes.)
As soon as I get maybe 50 yards away, the howling stops. I look again and still see no coyotes. Guess they didn't like me walking by either.
The trail is a mixture of light snow and open dirt. Easy moving. There's lots of animal tracks around: hoofs (deer and pronghorn), bison, and coyote. There are other tracks, especially further up the trail. I can only image they are small mammals (like rabbit), rodents and perhaps some birds (Chukkars). And there are some human footprints as well -- makes me feel like I'm not the only crazy person trekking through the snow and cold.
The skies are still clear; the sun nice and warm. As I get higher, the views only get better.
I'm coming upon the last section and there are 3 horseback riders heading down. I ask if there are any animals up top; the guy said there is a small herd of bison by the picnic table. Cool, I will see them as I crest.
The snow is a bit deeper up here - still only a couple of inches.
As I crest the top, I see great snowy view of the mountains to the west.
Much clearer to the west too. Less clouds over the mountains and less inversion in the valley. But I don't see any bison - maybe he meant the picnic table on the other side of the ridge.
I've never been hiking on this trail with snow on the ground, it's pretty incredible.
I get to the picnic table and decided I wasn't stopping to have lunch; it's really windy and cold. I put a fleece on, grab my sandwich and continue along the ridge. I stop occasionally to check out the views and on my first stop, I finally see the small herd of bison. They are below the picnic table. Looks like they're all taking their afternoon siesta - with one bison flat on his side.
It's starting to cloud up now or perhaps the inversion haze is just getting thicker.
I get to the other picnic table and start heading downhill on the east side. The views are much hazier now.
I'm coming up to the long switchback heading south when a female deer comes up the hill and crosses the switchback. She's not that far way. I stop to watch. She knows I'm there as she's looking in my direction.
But she keeps moving up the hill, stopping occasionally to look in my direction. When she's out-of-sight, I continue.
Well, I'm back to the final stretch to the trailhead - where I had seen the pronghorn and heard the 2 coyote on my way up. I'm scanning hoping to catch a glimpse of the coyote when I hear something and stop. It's a coyote! It's barking to the west right where I just passed -- woof, woof, woof and pause and another 3 woofs --- if that were a whistle, I'd think a hiker was in trouble. Occasionally, there's a very faint woof coming from the east. I just stand an listen for a bit. When I continue on towards the east, the woofs stop. Was this an alarm call of sort? Maybe there's a winter den nearby. But its very cool -- basically the same spot on the way up and down.
I get back to my car and start heading back up the island. The bison are still there. They've move a little towards the road but still very far away.
I get just past the bison when something catches my eye to the left; it's a coyote!! It's moving in the clear thru the grasses. I stop for a look. The coyote stops and looks back at me before slowly trotting away.
I wonder if this is the one I passed on the trail earlier this morning.
A little further along I spot another prey of bird -- kinda looked like a peregrine falcon with the brownish/red breast. He was looking for something to eat.
I get back and decide to head to the west side of the island and Buffalo Point. I can see several small herds of bison: one on the flats below Buffalo Point, one near the White Rock Trail, one up on Buffalo Point, etc.
I head up to Buffalo Point for some great views of White Rock Bay.
On the way out, I see that bird of prey again near the entrance. He's drops to the ground and is hidden by the vegetation. My guess is a successful hunt!!
Great day!