exploring and revisiting, travel

In which we start dark and early

We get up at 5am, creeping out in the chill and darkness in hopes of seeing animals before the day gets too hot.

We are nearly alone on the roads, inching toward West Thumb. We stop a few times, signs of elk having been through in the past but none so far this morning.

But when we stop at Grant Village for coffee and start back out, two females pass beside and in front of us in the quiet of the morning. Continue reading “In which we start dark and early”