Many thanks to Nancy, a long-time colleague and dear friend, for walking me through the steps to start a blog. So far, I've tried a test run, and now I'm going to launch out, hoping for smooth sailing. However, since it was "information-overload" at the beginning, I may need a little hand-holding as questions or challenges arise.
I have made many trips into Wyoming mountains, in a jeep, on foo, carrying a pack, and on a 4-wheeler. I plan to occasionally record bits and pieces, photos and memories, of those adventures.
Most recently, Julie and I decided to drive over Beartooth Pass, which is on the Wyoming/Montana border between Cooke City and Red Lodge. The road is narrow and winding, but the view is spectacular. Since we made the trek at the end of June, the traffic was sparse, and that's a good thing! We both have experienced the opposite conditions: summer traffic, bumper to bumper, big RV's slowing the parade of tourists, and over-heated vehicles pulled off in viewing turnouts. This particular trip was a breeze. Fortunately, the smoke from early summer forest fires was not an issue, and the weather was warm. A beautiful spot for a picture on the way up was at Bear Tooth Lake.
|The Bear's Tooth on the Skyline|
I answered," Uh...cows?" Well, they didn't look like elk or sheep...
She took the binoculars. After a good look, she said excitedly, "They're mountain goats!!"
OK. Cool. Sure enough! By then, we both had a pair of binoculars and were watching as they crossed a glacier, picked their way down a steep, rocky outcropping, and continued across another glacier, looking for a grassy area to graze. We sat there transfixed on the parade of goats, noting that there were several babies in the group; we counted 26 animals. What a sight! The wind was strong and the gusts were rocking the car, so at times it was hard to keep a sharp focus on the animals. I guess we were there for about 30 minutes.
|The mountain goats are little dots on the white strip of glacier just to the right of the large rock left of center.|