Traffic is light on the roads of the Tower district as only visitors from the Northeast Entrance have access. Calm resonates into the still snow covered mountains. Elk wander around looking for an appropriate spot to have their offspring. A grizzly ate up one of the new elk over the weekend. Disgruntled visitors do not understand why the road is blocked by landslide. Park administrative travel is permitted through the Blacktail Plateau. It is a muddy mess through the drive and increased traffic is not helping. Snow still covers the road between Canyon and Tower Junction and is not likely to open for another few weeks.
Rangers took advantage of the first beautiful sunny day in quite a while. After nine hours getting geared up and keeping an eye on grizzly bears and consoling visitors who could not drive around the landslide, a workout was in order. So up the hill to the lost lake and I had yet adjusted to the elevation. Not so bad at 7500 feet with the elk grazing around and the snow covered mountains in all directions. The roommate, a retired fire chief from the east climbed to over 10000 feet up a still chilly mountain in snow boots. The ambulance is prepared for the group heading into the mountains to ensure that it is safe for visitors to pass through once the road is plowed. The fire chief demonstrated that it can be done. Road crews are working to clear car size boulders from the road so visitors can have access to the whole Park. Restlessness is in the air as the day will come when the crowds fill the roads and bears crisscross to move from feeding ground to feeding ground. They are machines that have to be watched over and as the cars drive through and photos are snapped from cameras ranging from a disposable Kodaks to long sense expensive digital scopes. Civilization is coming to see the epic natural world of America.
The snow is melting. The sun returns to the great land that is Yellowstone.