Jen and I made our way to the Airport along a quiet road in the Snake river Valley… as we crossed a bridge Jen ( of course) spotted and sang out, ” Sand Hill!” wham.. we hit the brakes and whipped out the cameras.. a key sighting for us.. We were unable to photograph the little baby Sand Hills that this big mama was watching over as they stayed well hidden in the brush, but we got some occasional glimpses of the little ones as we took these shots..
