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Settling in at Yellowstone

The first string of pictures out of Yellowstone... will not be shown now. Unfortunately, the internet connectivity at the park is very limited. In fact, I'm not able (at least today) to upload pictures on my blog.

Most of the geysers in the immediate area are all concentrated in a large, barren area, as the photos will (eventually) reveal. Some of the thermal features are more solitary, such as "Solitary Geyser."

Today was the first day in a while that these trails have been open. The park closed off many of them due to dangerous bear activity. The thermal activity here is absolutely astounding. I hiked alone, which isn't wise, but I called a friend and talked loudly to him as I hiked in the forested area in order to scare off nearby bears. There have been many sightings lately. One of my friends here had to abandon a hike because halfway through she witnessed a bear up ahead chasing a bison.

I spent about three hours wandering the geyser trails today. Tomorrow is my first day off. I'll probably try one of the longer trails. I've signed up for several group hikes as well, that lead to some pretty cool areas of this section of the park. One of the groups goes to the Tetons for an entire day of hiking, but I fear I may be on duty that day.

Comments

Yokanchi said…
wow, cool. So what all do you do? Lead hikes?
Unknown said…
I wish. I'm working at the Geyser Grill as a "Cafeteria Cook," meaning I prepare foods such as filled croissants, salads, cole slaw, cinnamon rolls, muffins, soups, and so on. It's actually a good job for me, out of all of the possible jobs I could have landed in the Food and Bev. department.
Yokanchi said…
That's cool, that's cool. Hey being close to the food is always a good thing!.
So where do you live?
Unknown said…
I live right by Old Faithful in an employee dormitory called Columbine. It's wild, man. Right on the edge of the Old Faithful Area. Right behind the dorm is the Firehole River and a bunch of wilderness that I've been exploring.

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