Lake Clark National Park, Alaska
This sow began her vigil each day at low tide by steaking out her favorite location on the flats, where she would wait for a salmon to jump, signaling the beginning of the salmon run. Since the run was slow in starting, the action was slow and the wait was long. Eventually tiring from standing, she would find a comfortable spot, sit on her rear haunches and continue her vigil. It wouldn’t take long. however, until boredom would sit in. At that point, she would lie down, prop her chin on one of her legs leg, and appear to drift off to sleep. Who knows . . . perhaps she was daydreaming about her next meal.
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