And...we're back. The past month has been a blur. August and September are always the busiest months around here. They are the two months that we actually have summer, and as such, we cram as much into them as we can. We were in Alaska, Chicago, and also made two trips into Yellowstone's backcountry. We'll start there...
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Last month, we hit the trail and completed a backpacking trip that's been on my list for a long time: Lamar to Pelican. The trail starts at the Lamar River Trailhead, in the Northeast corner of the park, and ends 34+ miles later in the Southeast corner of the park, in Pelican Valley. And oh yeah, Pelican Valley has the highest concentration of grizzly bears in the park, so going in a group is recommended.
Five us took off on a Friday morning and hit the trail. The trail follows the Lamar River, and part of the group peeled off to fish their way to our first campsite.
After 7.9 miles, we reached the Calfee Creek Patrol Cabin.
Sunny skies, beautiful river views.
We finally reached Miller Creek, which was a nice destination to reach for us mentally, as it (finally!) signaled that we were making some progress. We rested our feet and filled up our water bottles here.
After 10.5 miles, we reached our first campsite, backcountry site 3L7. It started to rain when we reached the campsite, so we quickly set up our tents and waited it out. When the rain subsided to a drizzle, we were able to start a fire and make dinner.
After dinner, we noticed movement in the meadow across from our campsite, and spotted a cow moose feeding in the tall grass. We watched her for about 30 minutes before she ran off into the trees.
Mileage for day 1: 10.5
Day 2 dawned clear and bright, and we continued to follow the river, while the boys broke off again and fished their way along the trail.
The views were spectacular and we stopped often for photos.
I got excited whenever we stumbled across signs, as it seemed like we're getting somewhere. At this divide, we were only 6 miles from the park boundary and had come 16.7 miles since we started.
Wolf tracks going one way, grizzly tracks headed the other.
Because of the concentration of grizzlies, the only camping in the area is over Mist Creek Pass. There's no camping in Pelican Valley itself, so you really need to get one of the two campsites just over the pass or you're looking at a really long day.
Backcountry campsite 3T3, our home for night 2. Steve and Angie reached the site first, and spotted a grizzly meandering in the area. Luckily, he went on his way and didn't return.
After two days of heavy mileage, it was time to adjust the blisters.
Day 2: 12.9 miles
The whole gang at the campsite on day 3, getting ready to make the final push out to the trailhead.
We left the campsite, and began the climb up Mist Creek Past.
Group photo, minus camera-shy Steve, at the Mist Creek Pass sign.
And then it was time for the final descent. Angie makes it look easy.
Pelican Valley patrol cabin, which means we're getting closer...
The last trail sign we'll see before we reach the car.
Pelican Valley, the final miles.
Pelican Valley is beautiful. But by nature of being a valley, it is wide open and it was hot. HOT. After walking for what seemed like hours, we finally heard traffic and new we were close.
Day 3 miles: 10.8
Grand total for the trip: 34.2 miles
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Sunday, September 30, 2012
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Sunday, March 18, 2012
first hike of the year
While the rest of the country is experiencing a heat wave, we're experiencing something somewhat unusual here as well: spring.
March may seem like a normal time for spring for arrive, but last year's snow carried us right into June so this weather has everyone a little bit confused. We prepared for a harsh winter and got a mild one. Is this really the start of spring, or will winter finally make its appearance in May?
It's been in the high 40's and rainy for the past couple of days, but a friend and I braved the drizzle for a short hike across the street from where we live.
We hiked up Dome Mountain, the mountain that we look at out our front window.

Despite the gray skies, beautiful views of the valley (and where we live!) below.

And if there are berries, it must be spring right? Right?

Spring also means that bears are emerging from hibernation, and I made sure to carry bear spray this morning. Last week a huge (estimations of 500+ pounds) grizzly boar was seen on two consecutive days, near Tower. On Friday a grizzly was spotted by NPS staff near Midway Geyser Basin.
Only time will tell if the spring like weather--and the bears--stay...
March may seem like a normal time for spring for arrive, but last year's snow carried us right into June so this weather has everyone a little bit confused. We prepared for a harsh winter and got a mild one. Is this really the start of spring, or will winter finally make its appearance in May?
It's been in the high 40's and rainy for the past couple of days, but a friend and I braved the drizzle for a short hike across the street from where we live.
We hiked up Dome Mountain, the mountain that we look at out our front window.
Despite the gray skies, beautiful views of the valley (and where we live!) below.
And if there are berries, it must be spring right? Right?

Spring also means that bears are emerging from hibernation, and I made sure to carry bear spray this morning. Last week a huge (estimations of 500+ pounds) grizzly boar was seen on two consecutive days, near Tower. On Friday a grizzly was spotted by NPS staff near Midway Geyser Basin.
Only time will tell if the spring like weather--and the bears--stay...
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
the fourth
Steve and I hit the road for the holiday weekend. While everyone was waiting to get in to the park,

we hit the road for Idaho for some solitude.
Before we left the park, we got caught in a bear jam. A 3-4 year-old grizzly was just off the road, a few miles north of Norris.




We set up camp at the Riverside campground, in the Targhee National Forest.

We made a pit stop at Mesa Falls,

and then headed to the Henry's Fork River, where we ran into this moose.

For 2 days Steve fished,


while I sat on the riverbank, reading a stack of magazines.



Monday, June 27, 2011
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