August sun heated our skin each day as we hiked, carrying packs weighed down with 6 days of food. Nights chilled down, signifying an early notice of autumn’s impending arrival to Yellowstone, making me glad that I’d brought the 20 degree bag and a fleece hat.
Patty and I co-lead a group of six backpackers from the Lewis River Channel to the Mallard Creek Trailhead recently. The relaxed pace of our itinerary allowed us extra time to explore the Shoshone Geyser Basin, to wait for an eruption of Lone Star Geyser, and even to stop at Old Faithful for an early breakfast, for those inclined, as we hiked through the Upper Geyser Basin on our way to Mallard Lake.
Watching a black bear swim across Shoshone Lake, climb out onto the shore and shake like a dog before it lumbered off into the willows.
Evenings at our camps, talking and laughing.
Running into a number of Continental Divide Trail thru-hikers, chatting and learning their trail names.
“We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us.” Anonymous