Yet another map. We've made our way back from Gardiner into Mammoth.
You almost always see elk in Mammoth. The bus is coming up the road from Tower-Roosevelt.
This poor schmo probably became a ranger to spend time in nature, protect the environment, or foster a love of the outdoors in others. Instead he's stuck moving cones around to keep the tourons from getting killed by an elk. (Touron = tourist plus moron; the park abounds in them).
San playing a game she invented called "Pester the Ranger."