It was another one of those perfect Yellowstone Park days. Cold in the morning. Comfortable in the afternoon and evening.
I talked Grizzly son into one last hike before hubby gets here tomorrow.
I had been wanting to see Mystic Falls which is only a couple of miles from Old Faithful.
It's a short hike...1.4 miles to the Falls.
Notice the smugness? It's only a 3 mile round trip. You would think I was a veteran hiker.
Not much of a challenge so I know you're not impressed.
All uphill, by the way. Not too bad, but I did pant and puff a bit.
See....I was really there.
Our goal was to climb the hill so we could look down on it which is an awesome sight.
This was as high as I was getting. I've straightened up since the 60's.
At this point, we discovered that mosquito season has started.
They're big here and numerous and I was afraid our entire blood supply would be drained if we stayed longer.
On the way back to Old Faithful, we saw a ruckus ahead. Tourists were pulling off the road, heading into an open field.
We actually saw a MOOSE! A rare sight around here as most of them are in the Tetons. Grizzly son went crazy as his goal has been to spot one and photograph it. He got a picture of it before it disappeared into the woods. I hate to mention this as he is still in a deep funk, but the picture came out blurry for some reason.
He graciously shared a couple of his best pictures.
This picture of a bald eagle was taken on a recent trip to Bozeman.
I think this is an incredible picture. Prize worthy even. Good job son.
This picture of a wolf was taken near West Yellowstone.
According to Grizzly, he was the alpha male protecting the kill.
So tonight I am a happy woman. I've had a hike. I saw a moose. Roommate is off with some people in Cody and I have the room to myself. I get to go to Bozeman tomorrow to pick up hubby and enjoy civilization for a couple of days.
All is well.