Shelley (of course) adopted a little ground squirrel living just outside our cabin in the park. He (or she) is shown dining on a cookie she gave it. I'm sure it was sad to see us leave.
This was taken Uncle Tom's lookout at the base of the Yellowstone River's upper fall. It is an arduous hike down from the parking lot, and, of course, three times as hard going back up on 328 metal stairs and some steep trails.
Paulette, Sheryl and I descended to the base of the upper fall to "Uncle Tom's" lookout. Some steep trail and 328 stairs going down, and we wondered if we had the stamina to get back out, but we paced ourselves and it was okay. Notice the three people in the upper right-hand corner on the opposite side of the river.
We passed a grizzly bear about 300 yards away enroute to this viewpoint (Storm Point) and debated whether we should proceed, but we decided to go on. It was worth it. Looking south-south-west.
We were just a short way up the trail to Mount Washburn when we encountered the most amazing display of these wild flowers. Looking south near the trail head.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
"When day is done, and shadows fall.... ", as the old song goes. A study in contrast. Lumix LX1, ISO 80, F4.5 1/80.