After a fantastic morning hiking the north rim of the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone (that post will have to wait for better bandwidth), we headed back to our cabin via the longer route along the shore of Yellowstone Lake. We encountered multiple natural obstacles along the way.
First, a bison crossed the road near Canyon Village. This brings traffic to a stop not just because people don’t want to injure the bison, but because everybody wants pictures. Including me.
Shortly thereafter, we stopped again for an elk with an impressive rack of antlers moseying across. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get a picture. It’s the closest view I’ve ever had of an elk.
Then we were hit with a sudden thunderstorm. The temperature dropped more than 20 degrees in ten minutes and the wind picked up dramatically. The waters of Yellowstone Lake were whipped into whitecaps.
Shortly after Maggie took that picture, we were stopped because a large pine fell across the road about five cars ahead of us. It fully stopped traffic in both directions. A group of road heroes managed to tow it to the side with a large pickup. This only cleared one lane, but it was enough for people to squeeze by.
When we finally returned to our cabins, Old Faithful welcome us home by erupting as we pulled in. Pretty amazing.