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Camping in Pipestone, MT |
Oregon to New Hampshire. We succeeded in our goal and saw some of the most beautiful views I have ever seen.
On Sunday, July 31st, we officially moved from the beautiful state of Oregon, leaving mid-morning for the hills of Idaho. It was a beautiful day and Mt Hood stood proud, clear of any clouds, in the rearview mirror. We drove through clouds of smoke wafting up from a forest fire in Pendleton and
waved to Glacier as we sped past (a place we definitely plan to re-visit in the future!). Around Butte, MT we decided to look for a place to camp for the night and found some beautiful BLM land just to the East side of the Continental Divide Trail. Pulling up to a dark, dirt parking lot in Pipestone, MT, we were thrilled to find that the parking lot was for some epic single track mountain biking trails! Unfortunately, we didn't have the bikes or the time this trip, but it's worth a look for the future. We choose the northern route 90 to head across the country for the hopes that it was cooler temperatures and calmer nights. On night one in Pipestone, that's exactly what we found - making for a cool night with plenty of blankets and a warm dog to snuggle.
Monday we woke up to a sunny morning and continued our drive towards Bozeman.
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Looking for wildlife |
We jumped on the 89 and were in Yellowstone by noon. First stop, Boiling River - a piping hot spring at ~150F that feeds into the frigid cold Gardner River. We donned our suits, hiked about 0.6miles on an easy path and took a dip in water that's temperature is constantly in flux between freezing, boiling and perfect. Post bath, we stopped by Mammoth Hot Springs and found a quick hidden hike to get away from the crowds.
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Elk enjoying the Mammoth terraces |
On the way back to the car, we watched a herd of elk walk along (and even sitting on!!!!) the terraces. It was awesome. After catching wind of a carcass that was attracting griz and wolves near Sulphur Cauldron, we decided to head towards Cany
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Bison fording the river |
on Village via Tower-Roosevelt to find some wildlife. We spent time watching two black bears pick at the carcass, dumb tourists run towards lonely bull bison to take "selfies" and a herd of bison stop traffic for about 30 minutes. We ate homemade tuna sandwiches to a herd of elk feeding along Yellowstone River with bison creating dust baths in the distances. We admired Sulphur Cauldron and Mud Volcano gurgle and bubble hot sulfur mud and the sunset fall behind the hills as we past Yellowstone Lake. It was a beautiful day.
Just because all of that wasn't enough, we decided to park at the Old Faithful Visitors Center for the night (not exactly recommended for fear of a ticket but great for the 6 hours sleep we needed). At about 10:40pm, we trekked from the car to the grand geyser, Old Faithful. With only a few people nearby, we had front row seats and the soft glow from the buildings while we watched Old Faithful erupt.
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Old Faithful at night |