Instead of visiting Old Faithful, we thought this time we would try a geyser that requires a walk of about 5 miles round trip: Lone Star Geyser. Between visiting it off a major eruption and the long walk, the geyser wasn’t busy at all.
Lone Star Geyser had an entertaining mound, and nearly constant small eruptions.
On the way back we encountered a family of grouse.
And some mule deer.
On our way in the next morning, we spotted a bison.
And passed geyser fields with so much rising steam that anywhere else I would have thought it was fires.
At the Midway Geyser Basin first thing in the morning, it was interesting to see the contrast between steam and ice.
Elk (I think) prints in the bacterial mats.
The Grand Prismatic Spring. Must require a super dry day in the middle of summer to actually be able to see the spring clearly.
Evidence that the direction of the waters and the landscape are constantly changing.
Another gushing geyser.
Firehole Canyon, named for the Firehole River, named for the Fire Hole, which means “Fire Valley”, which was actually a misnamed in the early days of European settlement in the area.
Roaring Mountain, named for the hiss of steam from the many fumaroles on the mountain face. During the 1800s, it roar was heard up to 4 miles away.
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