Thursday, August 13, 2009
July 30, 2009
Glassing across the willow flats at the far end of the lake I am hopeful of finding a Moose or even Grizzly on the opposite slope. I have seen both here befor. I do spot 4 young Buck Mule Deer moving down the pack trail on the opposite shore. They remind me of young teenage boys poking, running ahead, jostling, stopping. Never complacent to just simply walk down the trail in an orderly fashion.
That trail is one of the access points into the Buffalo Forks and finally into the Thourofare country of the Upper Yellowstone River. Bridger Lake, located there is the furthest point in America from a road that there is.