Yellowstone Treasures

My road trip to Yellowstone was life changing.

I often dreamed of seeing the wolves of  Lamar Valley and one day my dream came true.

I’ve never written about my magical journey to Yellowstone because it’s more than a few posts; it’s book-worthy.

I kept a journal of those enchanted 3000 miles —  I was lucky enough to see wolves and foxes and bears and moose and all the animals I love so much and want to help protect and defend against senseless killing.

I will never forget the first moment I spotted a wolf.

I can honestly say that it was a seminal event in my life.

It was so special words cannot do it justice –to glimpse a brief moment in the life of this majestic, breathtakingly beautiful and wrongly vilified animal.

If I close my eyes, I can still see the beauty of another wolf, a black wolf, nonchalantly chewing on the end of a huge log—an AMAZING sight.

It was an overwhelming experience of transcendent joy.

I can’t wait to return to Yellowstone and I will hopefully fulfill another one of my life’s dreams, to hear the song of the wolf.

Unfortunately,  the camera I had at that time didn’t have a powerful enough lens to capture a photo of the wolves we saw, but we came away with a couple of other treasures, an osprey feather and a backbone, possibly of a bison, washed up from Slough Creek to our campsite.

Wonderful memories of a dream come true.

Osprey feather

ospreyBison vertebrae (at least I think it’s bison) 

bisonboneUPDATE: Just found this on Facebook, just HAD to edit post to share:

bisonjoke

17 thoughts on “Yellowstone Treasures

  1. Sounds so special ❤
    Sometimes we just need to do it and not wait for the " right time".
    Looking forward to the next installment.

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