Most of the photos that my dad took were of people or things. But there were a couple of 'wild' animals - like the pigeons in Atlantic City
There are a few of Mom with the pigeons on the Atlantic City Boardwalk where we sometimes went at Easter. Although there are no photos of my sister and me, so maybe my parents went by themselves.
Dad
Cuttyhunk - 1947 - a laughing gull and a nest
From Woods Hole in 1947
Puffer fish - blows himself up to make himself hard to swallow
Our trip in 1948, we saw Bears in Yellowstone.
Because of the bears they would not let us camp without a tent, so we stayed in a cabin.
A bear
Bear holding up traffic - Yellowstone
Back then the bears still came to the dump by the Old Faithful Inn (people staying there would go out on the veranda at night to watch-it was a central part of the Yellowstone experience (both advertised and felt) for decades.) and they came right up to the cars begging for food. It was not until 1970, when Yellowstone banned visitors from feeding bears and set up bear-proof garbage containers around the Park, that bear feeding came to a full stop.
Mostly the animals that we saw were bears, but we did see a moose. I took a photo of it with my little Brownie camera - when the film was developed and the print came back, disappointingly, the moose was only the size of my little fingernail.
We went to Rocky Mountain National Park
Chipmunk lured out with a PB and J
and I remember seeing the Rocky Mountain Sheep, but I don't have any photos of them.
We visited Uncle Harry (my dad's brother) on the Colorado State Game Farm - I count the animals we saw there as wild animals, even though they weren't wild when we saw them.
Uncle Harry raised game birds - pheasants and quail. Every morning we would gather the eggs which were put in an incubator to hatch.
Eggs hatching
Birds just hatched
Some of the eggs Aunt Alice would fix for breakfast.
Uncle Harry had to keep predators away from his flock - some of the pens were covered with wire and some were not.
Eagle and its prey - Harry shot it
Harry holding eagle
My sister and me holding the eagle
Hunters would come across fauns whose mothers had hidden in the woods, and thinking that they were abandoned, they would bring them in to the game farm.
Fawns at Bird Farm
One of our jobs was feeding them.
My sister and cousin feeding fauns
We went to the little town where my dad was born, and visited a Willard Walker's place - he was a distant relative. We went on a trail ride.
Beaver swimming in Willard Walker's pond
Trees damaged by beavers
Another day we drove up to Hermit Lake.
On the hike up there, I caught a garter snake -
Me with the garter snake I caught
I found that the snake can discharge a malodorous, musky-scented secretion from a gland near the cloaca.
There are a few of Mom with the pigeons on the Atlantic City Boardwalk where we sometimes went at Easter. Although there are no photos of my sister and me, so maybe my parents went by themselves.
Dad
Cuttyhunk - 1947 - a laughing gull and a nest
From Woods Hole in 1947
Puffer fish - blows himself up to make himself hard to swallow
Our trip in 1948, we saw Bears in Yellowstone.
Because of the bears they would not let us camp without a tent, so we stayed in a cabin.
A bear
Bear holding up traffic - Yellowstone
Back then the bears still came to the dump by the Old Faithful Inn (people staying there would go out on the veranda at night to watch-it was a central part of the Yellowstone experience (both advertised and felt) for decades.) and they came right up to the cars begging for food. It was not until 1970, when Yellowstone banned visitors from feeding bears and set up bear-proof garbage containers around the Park, that bear feeding came to a full stop.
Mostly the animals that we saw were bears, but we did see a moose. I took a photo of it with my little Brownie camera - when the film was developed and the print came back, disappointingly, the moose was only the size of my little fingernail.
We went to Rocky Mountain National Park
Chipmunk lured out with a PB and J
and I remember seeing the Rocky Mountain Sheep, but I don't have any photos of them.
We visited Uncle Harry (my dad's brother) on the Colorado State Game Farm - I count the animals we saw there as wild animals, even though they weren't wild when we saw them.
Uncle Harry raised game birds - pheasants and quail. Every morning we would gather the eggs which were put in an incubator to hatch.
Eggs hatching
Birds just hatched
Some of the eggs Aunt Alice would fix for breakfast.
Uncle Harry had to keep predators away from his flock - some of the pens were covered with wire and some were not.
Eagle and its prey - Harry shot it
Harry holding eagle
My sister and me holding the eagle
Hunters would come across fauns whose mothers had hidden in the woods, and thinking that they were abandoned, they would bring them in to the game farm.
Fawns at Bird Farm
One of our jobs was feeding them.
My sister and cousin feeding fauns
We went to the little town where my dad was born, and visited a Willard Walker's place - he was a distant relative. We went on a trail ride.
Beaver swimming in Willard Walker's pond
Trees damaged by beavers
Another day we drove up to Hermit Lake.
On the hike up there, I caught a garter snake -
Me with the garter snake I caught
I found that the snake can discharge a malodorous, musky-scented secretion from a gland near the cloaca.
- Next entry in the series 'Wild Animals That Crawl, Fly, Hop, Run, Swim, or Waddle': Elephants, and Giraffes in Tarangire National Park - Day 1 - Continued
