I had never seen pikas before visiting Grand Teton National Park in 2005. This is the second one I saw, sitting in a boulder field along the trail to Death Canyon. The first was a little earlier on the trail but also a little further away. This was one was much more cooperative and so I spent quite a bit of time watching it. It eventually popped up onto this rock with a view of the fall colors behind it.
A beautiful moment on a beautiful trail in a beautiful park.

