I expected to see as many elk as I saw bison in Yellowstone but in the areas of Yellowstone we visited, we saw elk only twice. In the late afternoon on our final day in the park we spotted a male. Another elk was further up the hill, possibly his mate, but I never saw its head. The elk was in dappled shade so correct exposure was difficult. In most of my shots, he was head down, feeding on the grasses beneath the powdery snow but he finally looked up and around so I was able to get a decent shot of his face. If only he’d walked on top of a rock outcropping so his legs were completely visible, not chopped off as he sunk into the snow.