“Look!” Brenna calls as we’re driving. I see them too. She’s pointing to a herd of antelope on the hillside ahead, silhouetted by late afternoon sun. “Take a picture,” she says.
“I don’t have the right lens on,” I explain. “They would be too tiny. We’ll just have to remember them.”
Our destination is the end of a cherry stem road (it extends into a roadless area) at the edge of canyons around Big Jacks Creek. We’ve been a few times to Little Jacks Creek¹ to the west and the Bruneau River² to the east but never here.
¹ Trail Image, “Little Jacks Creek”: www.trailimage.com/where/little-jacks-creek
² Trail Image, “Bruneau”: www.trailimage.com/where/bruneau