Day 79 Thursday September 1, 2016 Mammoth, day 4
Coffee and fire on a balmy 58o morning. Cooked sausage, eggs, and hash browns outside
on the camp stove for breakfast. Then we
sat out under the awning, reading our electronic book on our Nook and
Kindle. While sitting there, the elk
came down the hill and started eating the willow leaves right in front of us in
our campsite.
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| Here they come down the hill. |
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| Mother with offspring. |
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| Just showing how close they get. |
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| Better picture of offspring. |
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| Close-up |
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| Meet Spike. He'll grow up to have his own harem some day. |
After the elk escapade I went fishing on the Gardner, where
I always go. There were six cars in the
parking area. That’s too many people
down there. Went to the Lamar River in
the same spot I went last year. Spent
about one hour there with no luck. The
Lamar is tricky. There will be tons of
fish in a spot one day, and the next day there’s nothing. You have to move around to find the
fish. I wasn’t up for moving
around. On the way back to the truck, I
met a couple from Oregon walking down to the river. The guy was dressed for fishing, the woman
was dressed for watching. He commented
on the We-No-Nah canoe on our truck. He
has the same one. Said it was all beat
up from class III rapids. I told him
mine would never see class III rapids.
That takes some skill. And we
don’t have class III rapids in MI. He
was a steelheader in Oregon. That’s very
popular in Oregon. He said he hadn’t had
much luck this year fishing in Yellowstone.
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| The Lamar River where I fished this year and last year. Had better luck last year. |
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| Lamar River looking downstream. |
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| Looking more downstream. |
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| Even more downstream. I started here and worked my way up. |
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| A view of my truck when I was climbing back up the bluff. |
Back at camp had a beer and burgers with jalapenos (a new
thing we learned in Montana).
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