|The sun sets in the Beartooth Mountains.|
Located just to the northeast of Yellowstone National Park, the Absaroka-Beartooth Wilderness straddles the border of south central Montana and northwest Wyoming. The Beartooth Plateau is the largest high elevation plateau in the United States. Exceeding 10,000 feet in elevation, the plateau has more than 300 lakes and more than 25 peaks greater than 12,000 feet in elevation. Can you say "hubba hubba"?
Here is a photo journal of our trip:
|The Beartooths offer an endless array of drool-worthy vistas.|
After considering numerous options, we decided to forge our own route,
opting for quality over quantity.
|The blankets of wildflowers were jaw-dropping --|
Bluebells, Lousewort, magenta-colored Indian Paintbrush...
|...and brilliant yellow Buttercups.|
|As if the wildflowers weren't enough,|
I found a heart-shaped rock!
|Water-filled trenches cobwebbed through the grass surrounding the lakes...|
|...some of which contained spawning trout.|
(Greg gets credit for spotting the trout; he's the fisherman.)
|Greg brought along his collapsible fly-fishing rod.|
|In the evenings, Greg threw his rod.|
|He caught some fish and released them all.|
|While Greg fished, I practiced my yoga...|
|...and my photography.|
|Greg made for an interesting subject...|
|...as did his shadow.|
|Of course the sunsets made for an amazing backdrop.|
|I couldn't get enough.|
|Having spent the first night at Becker Lake,|
we moseyed on to the Jasper Lake Basin.
Our spot at Jasper was so enticing that we decided to stay for two nights.
|Our "camp kitchen" -- a stove, a pot, and two Ursack bear-proof bags,|
filled with backpacking goodies.
|Lots of snow melt made for soggy trekking and soggy shoes.|
It felt delicious to let the feet breathe for a bit.
|Every morning, Greg enjoyed a cup of coffee, and I enjoyed a cup of tea.|
|Every afternoon, we watched storm clouds move across the plateau.|
|And every day we saw evidence of shrinking snow piles|
as the warm sun transformed the solid mounds into water.
|On our third day, we packed up some food and hiked a loop |
up and around the Cloverleaf Lakes.
|We traversed all sorts of terrain -- rivers, rocks, boulders the size of cars...|
|...and even some snow fields, too.|
|As we gained elevation, the wildflowers nearly disappeared.|
A smile crossed my face when I saw this sweet patch of yellow
proudly standing by itself.
Thank you, Greg, for sharing one of your favorite places with me. I had a fabulous time backpacking with you. The Beartooths are truly amazing, and I look forward to exploring more of them in the future.