America's largest mountain lake which at one time flowed into the Pacific and Arctic Ocean.
The world around me is silent except for the sounds of nature as I enjoy my peaceful surroundings. The scenery reminds me that somewhere there is always a quiet escape from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.
A walk beneath the over pass allows a chance to touch it's refreshingly cool waters as it flows through an open valley southbound.
However, I gather he's not the talkative type as he seems oblivious to my presence.
Jogging at about five to seven miles an hour, I guess he's training for the Boston Marathon and just wants to stay focused.
My first thought at the news of a forest fire is, how devastating. However, I have come to learn that forest fires are a vital part of the parks ecosystem. Over the years, numerous fires have happened in the park and although it seems destructive to the landscape, it also has benefits.
One such fire occurred in the area I am now standing watching the Lewis River fiercely flow in a gouge below me.
Soon Yellowstone South Entrance approaches and I am on my way to Grand Teton National Park.