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Poacher's Trail
The next morning Nick, Will, and I were up for a while before Jason and Steve, so we enjoyed good conversation over breakfast (you can see our bear pole here quite well):
And even read some:
Still a lot of damage from the 1988 fire:
We headed out around 11:30AM and pretty quickly came to a patrol cabin. They maintain the trails and backcountry sites with horses, so we first came upon the corral:
And we took a break (and availed ourselves of their outhouse, which had a seat and toilet paper!)
The closer we got to leaving the park the more the trail resembled a brook:
We stopped again on this ridge to rest and enjoy the view:
I climbed up that hill and enjoyed the view:
We encountered some snow:
And then left Yellowstone Park and entered the Beartooth Wilderness:
We would see tons of animals prints, scat, bones, and tree scrapings, but not an actual animal until the next morning (don't cha want to know, huh?)
Around this point we must have reached our peak elevation and then started heading downhill... with the water...
We stopped in this nice meadow for lunch (my chicken, cheese, and salsa wraps - the boys were huge fans and probably forgave my lagging behind just for this meal):
The first streams we had to cross often had shrubbery, later they would be larger:
Seriously, if this had been within park boundaries, I doubt they would have let us hike it:
Finally! A sign!
We thought we were close and it was rapidly getting dark, but we just kept descending this beautiful wildflower covered slope:
Until we finally came to the Hellroaring Creek and there was a campsite just over the river with a bear pole (we were on our own in the Beartooth Wilderness, but the ranger told us that there would probably be some makeshift sites if we kept an eye out).
We set up camp for the night and went to bed exhausted.
Next up: Hellroaring Creek
And even read some:
Still a lot of damage from the 1988 fire:
We headed out around 11:30AM and pretty quickly came to a patrol cabin. They maintain the trails and backcountry sites with horses, so we first came upon the corral:
And we took a break (and availed ourselves of their outhouse, which had a seat and toilet paper!)
The closer we got to leaving the park the more the trail resembled a brook:
We stopped again on this ridge to rest and enjoy the view:
I climbed up that hill and enjoyed the view:
We encountered some snow:
And then left Yellowstone Park and entered the Beartooth Wilderness:
We would see tons of animals prints, scat, bones, and tree scrapings, but not an actual animal until the next morning (don't cha want to know, huh?)
Around this point we must have reached our peak elevation and then started heading downhill... with the water...
We stopped in this nice meadow for lunch (my chicken, cheese, and salsa wraps - the boys were huge fans and probably forgave my lagging behind just for this meal):
The first streams we had to cross often had shrubbery, later they would be larger:
Seriously, if this had been within park boundaries, I doubt they would have let us hike it:
Finally! A sign!
We thought we were close and it was rapidly getting dark, but we just kept descending this beautiful wildflower covered slope:
Until we finally came to the Hellroaring Creek and there was a campsite just over the river with a bear pole (we were on our own in the Beartooth Wilderness, but the ranger told us that there would probably be some makeshift sites if we kept an eye out).
We set up camp for the night and went to bed exhausted.
Next up: Hellroaring Creek