where the buffalo roam...
yellowstone
geysers, hot springs, fumaroles and mudpots..
rugged mountains, lava flows, waterfalls..
lodgepole pine, larch, alpine meadows and desert...
we were welcomed into the park by two trumpeter swans..
we saw bison..o their mighty heads and stalwart hearts..
mule deer, pronghorn and elk ..
our grizzly bear was chilling out on a bed of dandelions..
the wolves and bull moose kept hidden
yet we were content with our 'catch'..
yellowstone lake, filled with cutthroat trout,
is north america's largest mountain lake..
20 miles long, 14 miles wide
and at its deepest point, 430 feet deep..
old faithful erupted for a large surrounding crowd..
every 91 minutes or so the magma heats up
spouting a killer whale plume of wet into high heaven..
charlotte and i left the park fully charged..
we made it to buffalo, wyoming
where we sank into oblivion and slept
to the sound of a kenworth idling!
on we go to buffalo... new york...
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Such nice word-pictures, I feel homesick! Wave to Montana for me, on your way by!!
press on , mc duff... with angels of safe passage as always and conversation rich and meaningful and , well chatter is good too..
peace and love,
mommee
ah, yellowstone! wow. we spent one night enroute from edmonton, alberta, to nevada city, ca, and got spectacularly lucky and very close (a little crazy close, actually) to a moose family: bull, cow and calf. i'll never forget. like a visitation to another planet. magic.
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