So today after the LRSH teacher appreciation picnic at Carter Park, I too Montana out for a bathroom walk. As we were coming out of the woods on French Gulch Rd, we heard a pack of coyotes yelping, maybe just 200' or so above us. Then a few minutes later another pack, clear across the valley, also responded with plenty of yelps. Kinda freaky sounding. No biggie usually, but I'd hate to be by myself and see 6-7-8+ coyotes suddenly following me.
Some aspens down in the valley have yellow leaves already. The Olathe sweet corn season is over. It's not light in the am before 6a anymore. The upper mountains are turning from green to purple. Uuugh.
