On my way into Yellowstone I drove south along the Madison River where I saw the Butte boys from yesterday floating along the river in their raft......I blasted the horn and they all gave a hearty wave. It was around 10am......they’d clearly risen a few hours later than planned.
Fished a Tom Sauer special secret spot right outside the West Yellowstone entrance to the park. Special thanks go once again to the elusive and cagy former Montana guide, Tom Sauer, for giving me some nuggets of info that helped make the trip. His directions took me to yet another magnificent spot.......wild, mountainous, and quiet. Among other smaller trout I caught one brutish 16 inch rainbow. I figured this might be the last time I’d be fishing on the trip so I savored every moment. Before I left I stuffed my hat in my waders and splashed water all over my face and head......baptized by the holy water I hoped I’d be knee deep in Montana again sooner than later.......
Showered in the same shower at the Old Faithful Inn that I’d used 3 times previous and then sat in the lobby for a few hours.....what I really wished was that my family was with me, sitting alongside me in those legendary chairs. I hoped that someday we could all be together in a place like Yellowstone. In a way, it would be kind of a culminating activity for lives filled with camping and the outdoors. Something about all of us sitting in those chairs in what could be described as the holiest temple of nature, the Old Faithful Inn, its 100 year old lodge pole pine beams high above and the wildest of America outside ..... it would just seem right.
Driving through the park I spoke to a guy who told me that today was “Christmas in August” in the park. On this day some years ago a bunch of snow fell, trapping visitors in the inns and campgrounds for a few days. With nothing to do they decided to celebrate Christmas (don’t ask me why) and the tradition was started. The supposed highlight was a parade of boats decorated with Christmas lights driven by Lake Lodge on Yellowstone Lake.....it turned out to be a bust as the boats were no where near shore and not all that decorated.....oh well.
Out of the park to Wally in Cody.....again 40 plus campers.
Fished a Tom Sauer special secret spot right outside the West Yellowstone entrance to the park. Special thanks go once again to the elusive and cagy former Montana guide, Tom Sauer, for giving me some nuggets of info that helped make the trip. His directions took me to yet another magnificent spot.......wild, mountainous, and quiet. Among other smaller trout I caught one brutish 16 inch rainbow. I figured this might be the last time I’d be fishing on the trip so I savored every moment. Before I left I stuffed my hat in my waders and splashed water all over my face and head......baptized by the holy water I hoped I’d be knee deep in Montana again sooner than later.......
Showered in the same shower at the Old Faithful Inn that I’d used 3 times previous and then sat in the lobby for a few hours.....what I really wished was that my family was with me, sitting alongside me in those legendary chairs. I hoped that someday we could all be together in a place like Yellowstone. In a way, it would be kind of a culminating activity for lives filled with camping and the outdoors. Something about all of us sitting in those chairs in what could be described as the holiest temple of nature, the Old Faithful Inn, its 100 year old lodge pole pine beams high above and the wildest of America outside ..... it would just seem right.
Driving through the park I spoke to a guy who told me that today was “Christmas in August” in the park. On this day some years ago a bunch of snow fell, trapping visitors in the inns and campgrounds for a few days. With nothing to do they decided to celebrate Christmas (don’t ask me why) and the tradition was started. The supposed highlight was a parade of boats decorated with Christmas lights driven by Lake Lodge on Yellowstone Lake.....it turned out to be a bust as the boats were no where near shore and not all that decorated.....oh well.
Out of the park to Wally in Cody.....again 40 plus campers.
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