Welcome back to Haiku Monday, where Fish Hack is fielding more phone calls about Medford’s urban elk and where to find them.
The short answer is drive north on Foothill Road, get to Vilas Road and look left.
Always nice to see creamy butts within city limits.
Medford’s urban elk./View Roosevelts in orchards./Gotta love this town.
For you few Haiku Monday virgins still out there, this is when and where Fish Hack waxes on and off non-Brazilian style about the outdoors and whatever else comes to mind, with some forms of bad Japanese poetry tossed in for the schtick.
Gotta have a schtick to stick out in this-here cyberspace.
October in Medford means the return of fall chinook salmon to Bear Creek, the city’s signature stream. Big fish as long as a man’s leg lined up on spawning gravels in full view of people is one of many things that make living in Oregon so much better than Nebraska.
As are the Roosevelt elk herd that from time to time resides within city limits along Medford’s northeast corner.
About 20 animals have been seen regularly off Foothill Road, where they’ve been off and on for more than a decade. That’s why they’re called the Foothill Herd. A couple of bulls in the herd of animals known for their creamy butts, incredible antlers and majestic bugles.
So take a ride and get a gander at Oregon’s largest land mammal…if not for the carbetbagging moose that have moved into Northeast Oregon from Southeast Washington in recent years.
Massive bodies, racks./Rubberneckerse can’t resist./Why Oregon’s wild.