Monday, September 30, 2013

Slough Creek


A high school friend of Seth's, Justin, is visiting from TN. Due to being snowed out of our original plan to head into the winds with him, we went to Yellowstone. In between the rain, heavy clouds, and strong wind, we had a few minutes of sunlight on a trip to Slough Creek this past weekend. It was not warm at all, but we survived, and a few fish were caught too.
















Friday, September 27, 2013

Snow in the Mountains


Fall is rapidly becoming winter here with several feet in the mountains and more snow in the forecast. 



Monday, September 23, 2013

Gros Ventre Fishing


It's looking like fall here and supposed to snow in town later this week. Seth and I spent some time at a Lake in the Gros Ventre last weekend. And he caught a lot of nice sized trout.









Saturday, September 21, 2013

Heart Lake & A Hail Storm


On a day hike to Heart Lake in Yellowstone, Seth and I managed to walk some 23ish miles, encounter wind whipped water, not find a single fish larger than a minnow, see several thunderstorms, and experience the biggest hail storm I've ever been in the middle of. This stuff hurt when it hit you. Even indirect hits while sheltered under rain coats, and umbrella, and some small trees were still painful. I was a fun storm to watch though.






Friday, September 13, 2013

Titcomb Basin Trip


Beth and I spent 5 days in the Winds last week. It rained on us every single day. I think it's being generouse if we said we saw 8 hours of sunlight in those five days. But I probably have photos from every time the sun did come out. Below is what it looked like most of the time it wasn't actually raining.




Island Lake looking into Titcomb Basin. This place in stunning when you are not getting rained on.


A sandy beach on the edge of Island Lake.





Our campsite just below Indian Basin. 






Hiking along Titcomb Lakes.







The glacier feed stream flowing into Titcomb Lakes.










Another sandy beach, inside Titcomb Basin this time.








Arriving at the saddle below Fremont Peak. The third highest mountain in WY.



The storm that prevented us from summiting Fremont Peak. Visibility deteriorated rapidly, it started to rain, the rock became quite slick, and then it started to sleet on us.





Later in the day, once it cleared, the storm had nicely freshened up the late summer dirty looking glaciers.






Ice from the outside of Beth's pack one morning.


Camping just below Lester Pass.





Angel Pass in the background as we hiked through Bald Mt. Basin.



One of the Baldy Lakes we camped beside on our final night.



Relaxing in the hot springs below Granite Falls on our way home felt good.