|This Black colored Black Bear rummaged in a meadow|
|Digging around for roots and grass n' grubs|
|Time out for a little photo op - have to please the crowds|
|Checking out his belly - yep... still empty|
|Back to the hunt!|
We had one more little treat before we left the park, finding a pair of bull Elk, resting on a hillside slope. Amazingly enough, these were 2 of only four bull Elk we saw for our entire visit to Yellowstone. Perhaps the bulls were sequestered away somewhere without people for reasons lost on me?
|Both bulls had still growing, velvet covered antlers.|
|This fellow was a bit farther behind in his antler growth.|
Soon we out the easternmost Yellowstone gates, and smack dab in the middle of snow flurries. We wondered what we were headed for. Originally we were supposed to drive onto Montana, and the Battlefield of the Little Bighorn National Monument, but suddenly that seemed outlandishly far away so we decided to head towards Keystone South Dakota. But I'm getting a bit too far ahead - and ambitious. We had to drive right across Wyoming first.
|A beautiful and long stretch of roadway|
|There was plenty of snow on the distant hills|
|Some formations just seemed to crying out, "Hey! Don't I deserve|
to be a National Monument? I'm pretty darned impressive!"
|Fossils? Yes. Sue? Nope.|
|We traversed one mountain pass that was head high with piled up snow.|
We were seemingly in the middle of nowhere when, to my pure delight, we spotted a long leggedy critter, not far off in a copse of trees.
|Isn't she a beautiful girl!|
We were feeling a bit sore in the saddle at the end of the day, however scenic, it was quite a drive. Then, after a wrong turn or two, and some fancy road navigating, we were driving toward a small town we had decided to spend the night in Hulette.
Enroute, close to Hulette, Joann shot this fleeting glimpse of one of the locals, hot-footing it for the hills.
|Feets don't fail me now!|
|The Devil's Tower!|