Woke up to a brisk 37° here this
morning! The moon’s still up, as you can see in the picture, but
daylight comes early, early this far north and only a couple of weeks before
the longest day of the year. And we were getting up early, to go back to the
Lamar Valley, possibly to see more wolves.
This bear in the parking lot of our inn is only
a statue. But the bison that ambled through 5 minutes prior was real!
Stopped for breakfast in Silver Gate, at the
Log Cabin Café. Really, I think we only intended to get coffee to go, but …
Grilled Rainbow Trout. And ah-MAY-zing Pumpkin Bread. And our server actually offered
to fill our “go cups” with coffee for our trip into the park. Really neat
experience. If I weren’t already in love with Cooke City, this place sealed the
deal for me.
Henry is really enjoying going into
Yellowstone. Today was our third trip into the park, and each time he has been
gifted with a treat. Maybe it kinda makes up for the fact that Yellowstone is
not such a dog-friendly place. Between the really dangerous geothermal areas
and the potentially dangerous wildlife, you have to be super-careful with your
pet, if s/he is even allowed in the area at all.
So. Almost immediately upon entering the park,
we noticed one of the infamous “jams” and of course had to stop to see what the
fuss was about. Well! What we saw, from a safe distance across Soda Butte
Creek, was a moose cow with her newborn calf. Totally worth the “fuss.” I
realize that the cow really couldn’t have cared less about us humans staring at
her, but I swear, I got one picture where she looked as if she were smiling as
her calf nursed. What a special memory!
Saw a herd of bison at rest. Because being constantly gawked at is hard work. Or maybe they were trying to conserve energy in anticipation of the next jam. Hard to know.
Next stop: trying to see wolves. Sue had gotten
some “intel” – remember how I’d spoken of the subculture of Yellowstone
visitors who spend their time studying the wildlife? Whoo-boy! These folks know
the difference between the two main packs; I swear they have names for the
individuals in each pack, and they monitor every move these wolves make. Rumors
of a kill a couple of days ago sent us to a particular area, to see if we could
get a glimpse of the wolves feasting on their prey.
Or rather to see if Sue could get a glimpse. I,
meanwhile, took a nice long walkie with the wolves’ distant cousin Henry. He
and I saw bison, and maybe pika. I don’t really know if they were pika or not;
with a dog in tow I might’ve gotten my arm yanked out of its socket if I’d moved
any closer. (Remember the Marmot Incident from a couple of days ago.) And Henry
does not care if they’re pika or not; he sees “rodent” and thinks “must chase.”
(Again, I refer you back to the Marmot Incident.)
Sue, unfortunately, never got to see the wolves
that morning, though I know she found the conversations amongst the Wildlife
Studiers very interesting and informative.
We continued on, seeing a herd of antelope
running VERY FAST. Naturally, we spent more time trying to figure out who/what
they were running from than we spent watching them run. But maybe they just
felt like running? Anyhow, a photo of them – after they’d slowed down – from a
distance.
Sue had visited Yellowstone a few years ago,
and on her recommendation I checked out the Roosevelt Lodge while she took
Henry on another walkie. Cool, rustic place.
Checked out Undine Falls:
Then on to Mammoth, the administrative center
for the park. There are old army barracks there, a reminder of the days when the
U.S. Army administered the park prior to the National Park Service taking over.
Although Mammoth Hot Springs technically lies
outside the Yellowstone Caldera, there is some impressive geothermal stuff
going on here. There’s a lot of scientific explanations for how the “Travertine
Terraces” were formed – something to do with snow melt seeping into the magma
chamber underneath and being superheated and forming some sort of acid which
interacts with limestone which forms a substance called travertine – ah! It may
not sound like it, but I actually find geology fascinating … it’s just that …
the facts don’t really stick with me.
I really missed my camera, because these
formations were beyond beautiful and interesting, and I just couldn’t really do
them justice with my smartphone, as wonderful and trusty a backup as it’s been.
Oh, those colors? They’re created by
microorganisms that like living in the travertine.
This formation is called the Liberty Cap. I
kind of think it’s reminiscent of the Easter Island faces.
Elk roam as they please in the town of Mammoth.
The ride to West Yellowstone was pretty
uneventful. West Yellowstone itself is in that little area where Montana and
Wyoming and Idaho all come together, although the town is technically in
Montana. We’ll be based out of the KOA here for the next three nights.
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