After a really delightful drive out along the Quesnel River, I decided to stop on my way home to take a few photos. Sadly, the clouds had moved in, leaving the landscape grey and dull compared to the vivid colours earlier in the day in the autumn sunshine.
But it is a beautiful river. And so I snapped a few shots, before crouching down to get a different angle. Which is when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I had seen an elderly couple collecting wood just down the road, and assumed it was their dog, but looking up from my camera I was faced with a fox.
A fox! As tame as can be, right in front of me.
I hear that foxes are common in these parts, but I was over the moon. I took a few photos of my red-haired visitor, before reluctantly walking back to the car – needing to get home before dark. The fox followed. I took a few more photos on the road, and then, as the fox wandered off in one direction, I drove back towards town in the other.
After the hundreds of photos I’ve taken and blogged over the last four months, this was a real highlight for me.
(Click on thumbnails to open the gallery.)