Photos of the Week – August 12, 2026

Quick last minute announcement – we are hosting a plant identification/habitat workshop at the Platte River Prairies next Tuesday (9am-2pm). Fore more information or to RSVP, please contact Kate Samuelson at kate.samuelson@tnc.org.

I spent a couple days at the Niobrara Valley Preserve this week. There was a lot to see, as always. Here are some of the highlights.

A bison calf at the Niobrara Valley Preserve this week.

It’s mating season for the bison. During the rut, as it’s called, the herd is as noisy as it ever gets. The sound comes mainly from the big mature bulls who take mating very seriously and spend a lot of time “tending” females. That mostly entails finding females in heat and sticking very close to them, preventing them from merging with the larger herd and keeping other males from getting too close until (they hope) mating ensues. You can get a feel for the sounds of this happening in the video below. (If the video link isn’t active, click on the title of the post to open it online.)

We have two herds on the Preserve. The west herd has a 12,000 acre pasture and the east heard has a 10,000 acre pasture. Between the two, there are around 1,500 to 1,600 animals right now. I was hanging out with the east herd this week.

In that east bison pasture, the bison were very noticeable, of course, but the other big scene stealer was a plant. Annual buckwheat (Eriogonum annuum) is as abundant as I’ve ever seen it and I’m not sure why. It made a terrific white backdrop for photographing the bison herd, but also was attractive on its own – especially with some plains sunflowers (Helianthus petiolaris) mixed in for accents.

Young bison bull with buckwheat and sunflowers.
Annual buckwheat
Buckwheat and sunflowers

Most of this year’s bison calves are getting big and have lost their red color, making them blend into the herd much more than they did a couple months ago. That’s not uniformly true, though – there are a few red calves around that were probably born within the last month or so. It’s not unusual to have a few outliers like that, even though most calves are born in April and May.

Most calves look a lot like this one
But a few are considerably younger and more red.
This calf had some red color left but was definitely transitioning into more standard bison brown.
A calf feeding from mom.
Brown-headed cowbird perched on a bison cow.
A big bull scanning the herd for potential mates and rivals.

The photo below shows a bull, cow, and calf in what you might think is a little family group. They’re not ‘that kind’ of family, though. What’s really happening is that the cow is in heat (ready to mate) and the bull has separated her from the herd a little so he can keep an eye on her and keep rival males from getting too close. The calf is trying to stay with her mom, too, both for food and comfort.

Left to right: Bull, cow, calf.

Monday evening, I drove slowly out to one of the bigger groups of animals in the east bison pasture and parked near where they were hanging out. Over the next hour, the herd very slowly flowed past my truck. I enjoyed watching all the social dynamics and listening to the sounds of the rut. I also took a few short videos with my phone (shown earlier and below) when the animals were right outside my window. I had a to cut a couple of them short, though, because my truck started swaying too much as a young bull scratched its neck and back on my rear bumper. The video below shows a bull licking its flank and the sound gives you an idea of the rasping power of a bison tongue.

All that bison and buckwheat action took place in Sandhills prairie on the south side of the river. On the north side, we have mixed-grass prairie on “harder ground” – sandy soils, but with a little more clay and silt mixed in.

A road cut on a hill north of the river shows the sandy loam soils underneath the mixed-grass prairie.

There’s a lot of overlap in plant species composition between the prairie to the north and south of the river, but also some significant differences. For example, purple, white, and silky prairie clovers are all blooming in the Sandhills right now. On the north, there are a few of each those species, too, but also some big populations of golden and nine-anther prairie clover, which aren’t so much Sandhills plants.

Nine-anther prairie clover (foreground) and mixed-grass prairie.

I poked around in the hills north of the river for a while on Sunday evening and then headed down to the river for sunset. I walked up to the Norden Chute, the big waterfall just upstream of the Norden Bridge that crosses the Niobrara River on our property. This local landmark is accessible to anyone who wants to park in the little lot by the bridge and walk under the bridge to get close. (There is also public fishing available in the same spot.) Because the Chute keeps moving upstream a few feet each year, you might want to come see it fairly soon because when it hits the wider channel, it’s hard to know what it will become.

Arrowhead (Sagittaria sp.) and sunset light
The Norden Chute at sunset.

Please come visit both the Niobrara Valley Preserve and our Platte River Prairies! There are public trails at both sites. And, at both sites, in addition to some very nice interpretive materials at the trailheads, you should really take a look inside the bathrooms. They’re perfectly nice bathrooms, but they also include some murals painted by former Hubbard Fellow Noelle Schumann. Here are some photos from the trailhead bathrooms at the Niobrara Valley Preserve:

Mountain Vacation

Kim and I took our annual trip to the mountains last week. We’ve been refining our vacation strategy over the last several years, having recognized that we want somewhat different things from our trips. Kim wants to do some hiking and trail running, combining exercise and exploration. I want to camp where I can get decent morning and evening light for photography, and enough open area that it feels like I’m in a prairie – not closed in by steep mountains and dense forest.

Cutleaf coneflower (Rudbeckia laciniata) with mountains in the background.

Both of us enjoy solitude (except for each other’s company), so backpacking is a good way to get away and find some peace and quiet. However, I don’t really enjoy long-distance backpacking because I’d rather spend my time wandering slowly around with a camera. The compromise we reached this year is that we’d do a short backpacking trip and find a good spot to set up a base camp, from which we could both spend our time doing what we wanted for a few days.

I spent an inordinate amount of time scouting for potential sites. I finally narrowed it down to a part of the Weminuche Wilderness in the San Juan Mountains of Colorado. It was near a couple streams where we could get drinking water, there were multiple nearby trails Kim could run/hike, and there was a large open meadow surrounded by attractive peaks. Perfect. Also, it was only about three miles from a trailhead, so it was a short, easy backpacking trip to get there.

Cutleaf coneflower
Aphids on cutleaf coneflower
Coneflower after a late evening rain

During our trip west, I suddenly realized that the drought (and lack of winter snowfall) in the mountains this year might mean the streams in our selected camping area might not be running. I sent an email to someone with a trails organization in the area, hoping against hope to get a local report. Surprisingly, I got a quick response, which provided an optimistic guess that we’d be ok, especially because of recent rains. We decided to plow ahead.

We both breathed a big sigh of relief when we reached the creek we’d planned to camp near and there was water running aross the rocks (see below). We were even happier when we found a campsite next to a couple spring-fed seems with fresh clear water coming out of them. Though we didn’t know it at the time, the campsite also featured an entertaining long-tailed weasel who showed up a couple times during our stay and ran back and forth on some downed logs.

The stream we’d planned to get drinking water from

In case you’re intereseted, we started at the Poison Park trailhead north of the Williams Creek Reservoir and hiked the Weminuche Trail to a meadow labeled “Miner Park”, where we camped near Hossick Creek.

While the campsite was really nice, the meadow I’d seen from aerial photos was beautiful in some ways but was also full of invasive plants and pretty low on native wildflowers and plant diversity There was a lot of musk thistle, Canada thistle, burdock, houndstongue, Timothy, etc. – probably as a result of some long years of overgrazing, either historically, recently, or both. Fortunately, there was still a lot of beauty to photograph and after an initial period of disappointment, I readjusted my expectations and ended up having a great couple of days. I photographed fewer plant species than I’d planned, but that pushed me to spend more time with each of them, which wasn’t a bad thing.

Musk thistles and other invasive plants in the meadow we camped in
Fleabane flowers and mountains
Fleabane up close
Aspen leaf and rain drops
Close-up of corn lily (Veratrum californicum)

I was really pleased to find a big population of northern green orchid along the little seep near our campsite. There are few of these plants at the Niobrara Valley Preserve, hanging on in the cool, damp, wooded environments along the spring-fed streams leading from the Sandhills into the Niobrara River. Stumbling across one or two is always a pleasant surprise at NVP, but there were dozens of the little gems in a small area near our camp. Awesome.

Northern green orchid (Platanthera aquilonis)
Northern green orchid
Fireweed (Chamerion angustifolium) along Hossick Creek
Fungus in the forest
Mushrooms on a rotting log
Coral slime mold (?) and lichen on a rotting log

We experienced the typical wide range of weather conditions while we camped including bright sun, thunderstorms, dark overcast skies, and starlit/moonlit nights. I worked with the light provided and happily explored the area within about a mile of our campsite. Kim went on long jaunts up and down nearby trails and also had a great time. Because she explored further, she got to see a moose that I didn’t. On her return trip down one trail, she also found bear tracks on the trail that weren’t there when she’d gone past the first time. That, along with some recent claw marks on aspens near our camp, reinforced the need for our bear-aware practices to keep us and our food safe.

On our last night at camp, the moon rose and lit up the landscape shortly after sunset, illuminating nearby mountain ridges and a thunderstorm passing to our north. I stayed up way too late photographing the scenes, walking around without the need for a flashlight (and trying not to imagine every dark shadow as a bear).

Moonlit sky with clouds and stars
Moonlight, trees, and mountains
My tent

After three nights of camping, we traveled back east a ways and stayed in a motel near one last trail we’d decided to explore. The Rosalie Trail starts at the same trailhead used by people climbing Mount Bierstadt – a popular and relatively accessible 14,000-foot peak. We arrived early in the morning to assure ourselves a parking spot at the trailhead, but didn’t follow the horde of headlamp-wearing mountaineers up the Mt. Bierstadt trail. Instead, we forked off to the west and were gratified that we’d correctly predicted we’d have the Rosalie Trail to ourselves. We hiked together for about a half mile before I started taking photos and Kim took off on her 13-mile hike/run.

Pre-sunrise light in the alpine (Mount Blue Sky Wilderness)
More pre-sunrise light
The setting moon just as the sun was rising
The Rosalie Trail at dawn
The Rosalie Trail at dawn

I wandered around the alpine within about a mile or two of the trailhead before heading back to the car mid-morning. I then drove down to the far end of the trail to pick Kim up at the end of her run. We both agreed it had been a fun week but that it was time to head home.

So we did.

Mule deer near the trail head
Least chipmunk
Alpine clover (Trifolium dasyphyllum) (I think?) and alpine meadow
Alpine meadow along the Rosalie Trail

Now we’re on the hunt for a similar experience in a different place next summer. If you happen to have suggestions, we’d be wide open to them. Again, our main criteria are: access to multiple nearby trails – ideally between 9,000 and 10,000 feet elevation and not so steep Kim can’t run at least sections of them; open areas of grasses/wildflowers and good morning/evening light for me and my photography, and access to streams or lakes for water. We enjoy being able to pack in a little ways and set up a campsite where we can have some solitude for a few days while we each pursue our favorite activies.