Written by Mary Grizzard
“Eeee-Eeee!”
“Eeee-Eeee!”
We know we’ve entered the inner sanctum of the high country when we approach a talus field and hear the warning call of an American pika. Easy to hear but not always so easy to see, these much-adored little mountain folk scamper about in high altitude rock fields throughout the summer and early fall.
Their gray-brown fur makes it difficult to sp…
