We're back from Yellowstone, head colds gone, laundry caught up and ready to celebrate Mr. G's birthday today. Before his big surprise reveal (stay tuned!) I'll tell you a little story about our big adventure in this amazing park.
We love to hike in the mountains, it's one of the things we most look forward to when we head out west. After spending some time looking at trail maps to calculate distance and altitude, we settled on Mount Washburn for our BIG climb of the trip. This mountain has a ranger station on top, providing a satisfying end to a climb. We ventured up on a chilly afternoon, the wind whistling past our ears as we rose higher.
I was halfway to the trailhead when this guy runs back to his car and starts digging around and setting up a tripod. He called to his wife to get out of the car and take a look. What did he see?
The guys did make it to the top of the mountain where they signed a book at the ranger station, saw a mountain goat and enjoyed breathtaking scenery. They took some great pictures and read about the soldiers who used the lodge at the beginning of the century before the National Park Service had rangers to watch over the park. I'm a little sorry I missed it, but then again, I'd have missed the front view of that grizzly if I had stayed on the trail with them.
Besides, my feet were plenty sore from a halfway hike anyway.