Sunday 8/12
We got here early and
the first order of business was to check Buffalo off of our "must see"
list. We saw them singly and in groups,
grazing, and occasionally galloping (across the entrance to our campsite!).
They're bigger than they look |
We were warned that it
is rutting season and they are particularly aggressive at this time. We heard some serious noise-making on the
part of one ardent male whose attention was divided between the female next to
him (who pretended he did not even exist) and us in our truck.
Merely the tip of the Buffalo Iceberg |
His low, menacing call was not unlike those gigantic, horrifying man-eating
dinosaurs in the Jurassic Park movies.
He clearly meant business. Or he
was just trying to impress his lady-friend.
Either way, we moved right along and left him to his wooing.
Once we were set up at
our campsite, we took our first Yellowstone hike, along the enormous
Yellowstone Lake. ( Circumference is 145 miles around and in area it is half
the size of the entire Grand Teton State Park.
Depth up to 350 feet.) After
hiking across a meadow and then through piney woods, there were giant rocks,
wind and big waves crashing…..it could just as easily have been the Maine
Coast. Definitely felt more oceanic
than lake-like. One of many surprises on this trip
The Maine coast. I mean, Yellowstone Lake |
Or perhaps I should
call it "Sturm Punkt", as we were speaking German with each other
most of the day (Nils had a vivid dream about German friends last night and declared
that we had to have a "Deutsch Tag". So that's what we did!)
To bed under the big
blue down blanket in anticipation of low temps tonight and big hikes tomorrow….
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