Monument Geyser. So nice, in fact, that Matt had to take his sweaty shirt off to let it dry a while--since we had the place to ourselves and all. Afterwards we headed south to the Old Faithful geyser basin--something I could enjoy endlessly. I love geysers. And then it started to rain again. We returned to camp, had dinner, tried to have a fire until the rain was too heavy, and called it a night. And then it snowed. And snowed a little more.
Bunsen Peak though it was completely shrouded in snow and thick, white clouds. It looked colder than we were prepared for and like the view would be pretty dang white. No matter. There is always something to get up to in Yellowstone and we knew we'd enjoy whatever it was that we chose to do.
our first chance encounter back in 2012.
wolves hunting that elk. Or the beavers eating grass with their adorable little hands. Or when we were hiking to Riverside Geyser and just happened to catch Beehive Geyser erupting (Beehive, unlike Riverside, is irregular and unpredictable, so its all a matter of chance timing) Then, when we finally get to the actual destination, that is bound to be incredible, too. Nature. Its so cool. And the Harelquin Ducks certainly didn't disappoint when we arrived at their white watery summer home. They are spectacular. The perfect white circles and bands....its just about unbelievable how stunning they are--even more so in the sunshine. One pair kept shooting over a section of rapids over and over again. It was like a little waterslide. They maneuver those rapids like its no big deal.
|Harlequin Duck pair at Le Hardy Rapids|
|Dragon's Mouth Geyser|