Mine's bigger than yours

You got it. This post is about guys and their measuring sticks..... sort of. The "guys" I'm talking about keep it real simple: I'm bigger. These are my women. Go away.

By now you've probably looked ahead and found the pictures (yes, I saw you do that) and figured out I'm talking about elk. It's late September and the guys have being doing without for a long time. It's called the "rutting season" and lasts thru most of October. The elk are beautiful animals. The females are smooth and graceful but the males are the stars. Their antlers have had all summer to grow to huge proportions and they've bulked up by munching on the grassy meadows all season. On our recent trip to Colorado, we didn't have to look to far to find elk. The best view was one cool evening on the grassy knoll at the Estes Park Conference Center.

They must have been taking voice lessons as their bugle calls could be heard for miles (pretend you're hearing whales, remember Dory from Finding Nemo?).

The point is that the big guy gets some but sometimes after multiple bloody duals. That's a lot of work for a few seconds of......OK I think you get it.

The big guy chased off several of the eager but inferior little guys and culled out a female. She turned him down ;-( Poor guy. Guess he'll have to try again later.

I think the little guys have to be very sneaky or wait until they become the "big guy".

Realize that it is also hunting season. So if these guys don't want to end up roped to a redneck's pickup for show and tell back home or have their rack displayed above the fireplace, they should get out there, get the action, and go back into hiding.

It was funny to watch the people watch the elk. Although we were cautioned to keep our distance, I cringed when I saw silly eager tourists try to get closer. What, are you nuts? These guys are huge and well.....they're horny. Catch the clue yet?

Hubby took all these pictures and more. He loves it. Me? I put on a coat and enjoyed the show for awhile. Then I got tired and headed for warmth of our lodge room like a wimp.