Crossing the River

In photography, timing is everything. I was on my way to work while the morning light was adding bright red to the clouds. As i was crossing the bridge going over the Bow River, I heard a call of a male elk. Quickly crossed the road to look down on the east side of the bridge, there I saw Elk crossing the river, with the sunset colour reflecting in the water. Had a chance to take few pictures before it was all over.

Until next moment,