Out for a jog...

This morning Mr X and I went for our usual morning jog (bundled up like mad because it's about 30 degrees at 6 am here). We jog next to the winding back roads from our house. About three quarters of the way through (read: just down the street from our house) we were stopped in our tracks as a herd of elk decided to leisurely cross the road in front of us. Mr X and I just stood there freezing because we didn't want to upset them or anything - they have horns, we don't. I quit counting after I reached 100 but I think I got most of them so it probably wasn't too many more than 100 elk. But still! 100 ELK! Crazy, I tell you, crazy.