To Salt Lake City or Bust!

As a Valentine’s weekend treat Shaun, myself and the girls packed up the car for a short trip to Salt Lake City. Meeting us there would be my mom and dad (Grandpa and Grandma Taylor to the girls).

The drive there was eventful. We stopped in Vegas to break up the trip and let me tell you, that night of sleep wasn’t sleep at all. Abby, who had to sleep in a big girl bed, wouldn’t sleep! It wasn’t that she wanted to out, she just didn’t want to sleep. The following morning, as I am sure Shaun would agree, we were awake but hadn’t felt that sleep deprived since Ellie was first born.



After leaving Vegas several hours later then we had planned due to sleep deprivation, we made it to Salt Lake City, unpacked the car and headed out with my parents to a childhood favorite of mine, The Spaghetti Factory! This was the first one I had ever been too and now, almost 25 plus years later, we are returning to enjoy it! This would also be Ellie’s first trip to a Spaghetti Factory too!

The following day we decided to take a drive with my parents and do a bit of sight seeing before the concert. Time was limited but we packed a lot of things into the day. The first stop was driving by the first house I ever lived in on Ottawa in West Valley. I was happy to see it, but it had fallen into disrepair. I think the house numbers spray painted onto the front step made that pretty clear. Gone were my dads beautiful rose bushes and flower beds, the paint had been changed, and the trees out front had been hacked up. I cant even imagine what the backyard and inside look like now. Not sure that I want to. It was a nice memory, but now I need to get pictures from my parents to have those beautiful memories on hand. It was fun though, to show Abby were Mommy lived when she was Abby’s age.



After the trip down memory lane, we decided to take a drive up to Snow Bird and Alta. Not that we had plans to ski, but it was a pretty drive and it gave Abby the chance to play in the snow. It was a gorgeous day, clear skies, sunny and about 55 degrees. Abby was able to play in the snow without a jacket and this time she was able to make snowballs to throw at Daddy! When it was time to go, Abby was less then thrilled to leave.


After our stop in the mountains we headed back into the city and over to the University of Utah campus and my dads Alma Matter. We stopped by the bookstore to check a few things out and left with outfits for Abby, Ellie and myself thanks to Grandpa and Grandma. Abby also got a mini football to play with as well. I hadn’t been on the UofU campus in some time, so it pretty neat to see some of the changes that occurred for the 2002 Winter Olympics. Because of such an honored event, the University now has a beautiful new stadium that I just had to get a picture of. Go Utes!


We then moved forward to our last stop of the day, Temple Square. My father and many of my family members on his side of the family are members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. While I am not, I still embrace my fathers beliefs and love to learn what I can about the Mormon church and their teachings, so it was a special treat to walk through Temple Square. I have not done this since I was junior high age but I certainly remember a lot.

Even though preparations were underway for Sunday services, we were still able to go inside the Tabernacle with help of two lovely sisters, one from the United States and one from Taiwan. As I remembered the Tabernacle was gorgeous and the acoustics, which the Tabernacle is known for, were amazing. I hope one day to see the Mormon Tabernacle Choir sing, especially at Christmas time. After we were shown the nail drop demonstration, we had to leave and take in what we could of Temple Square before we had to head back to our hotel.

Before heading back to the car, I was able to grab a few shots of the beautiful Salt Lake City Temple in the afternoon light. It was stunning. I did move on however, as a large wedding party began to gather outside waiting for a newly married couple.




After our visit to Temple Square we went back to the hotel and got ready for our evening ahead. Abby and Ellie stayed the Grandpa and Grandma Taylor while we headed to see Stacey Kent, an amazing Jazz singer who put on one heck of a show that night. Performing live, she sounded just the same if not better then she does on her CD’s. It was a very relaxing show and night. After the concert we headed out in search for dinner, finding the Red Rock Brewery where I had the chance to eat some of the best Fish N Chips I have ever had. Large Halibut steaks in a thick breading, with amazing fries, and a homemade tartar sauce with fresh dill. Its not a dinner I will forget. Our appetizer of fresh tomato and mozzarella wrapped in prescuitto with a lemon dill sauce… incredible!

After a great night we came back to ouor hotel room to find my dad relaxing in a chair, Ellie snuggled on his chest and Abby passed out on her bed. She had not napped all day, so when my parents bathed her and set her in bed to watch cartoons, they literally watched her fade into a deep sleep and literally fall over. My dad caught a picture of her… what an angel.


The following morning we woke up, said the goodbyes I hated to say to my parents and hit the road. We would not be stopping over anywhere for the night, we were headed straight home. Even though it was a quick weekend it was a wonderful one. As always it was hard to say goodbye to my parents, but I will see them soon. At least they did get some time with the girls and to share a city that they started their family in, with us.

Christmas In Montana Part Five

It had to happen, leaving that is. Our hotel room was emptied, the girls were packed up and now it was time to hit the road. First we had to stop at my parents house to pack up and give Abby some of the time we promised for her to play in the snow.





Abby has played in the snow before, but at that time the snow was melting away and could only be found in smaller patches. This time she was surrounded by that lovely white stuff. Abby was loving every minute she had in the snow and of course looked adorable all snuggled up in her snow gear. At first she touched it slowly but then began to dig in. Because it had been so cold, the snow was grainy and very difficult to pick up. I tried to help her make a snowball but to no avail. It was so cold that it would not stick together. It didn’t matter though, she was enjoying it. That us, until, she realized mommy and daddy had gone inside the house and left her out with Auntie Jillian and Grandpa.

During the trip Abby had become a bit needy of us, especially Shaun so when she discovered that we were no longer by her side, she was not a happy camper. I know that I shouldn’t giggle but the look on her face was priceless. Am I a bad mom for wanting to laugh and then take a picture of our little girls upset? I know, I am mean, but just look at that face! You have to get a picture for posterity. Trust me, one day I will use this along with many other pictures to embarrass her the first time she brings a boy home (which will be at age 40, just kidding).



After play time in the snow, packing the car and saying our goodbyes we were on the road again. I was definitely sad when we left, but I had to tell myself that we would see them soon. Our trip that day was a short one. Our stop that night would be in Pocatello, Idaho which would allow us some time to see Grandma Pat (Great Grandma Pat to the girls).

We stopped at her place for a few hours, visiting and catching up with her. She invited us for dinner, making sloppy joes for us. Abby loved them! After dinner we sat and talked, watching the girls play on the floor. Grandma Pat then offered Abby some ice cream, which we all know she couldn’t resist. Abby was even more thrilled to see that she got to eat it out of her very own cone! It was messy but Abby did well and I know enjoyed every minute of it.





After some pictures, snuggles and laughs it was time to go. We headed to the hotel for some much needed rest. In the morning we headed out on the road again, our destination… Las Vegas. We thought it would be nice to spend our last night of our vacation in a lovely room in a fun city. That night we stayed at the Lion’s House as Abby called it (the Signature at the MGM Grand). We had some very yummy room service which was worth every penny, watched some TV and Abby had the best bath ever. Our room had a huge jacuzzi tub and where there are jets, there are huge amounts of bubbles. Abby had a blast being surrounded by bubbles and on several occasions I thought I almost lost her in them.



Our stay in Vegas was the perfect ending to a perfect trip. My heart was still a little heavy but I had a lot of wonderful memories to look back on. Shaun could not have given me a better Christmas gift. I can honestly say that I am one very lucky person and blessed to have the family and husband that I do.

Christmas In Montana Part Four

Happy New Year Everyone!

Well the New Year began yesterday, but I still had to say it! For the New Year my Aunt Diane, Uncle Barry and Grandma Prueter (Great Grandma Prueter to the girls) came over from Anaconda to enjoy a family tradition, Eggs Benedict. Eggs Benedict on New Years Day has been a tradition for as long as I can remember. Its been a few years since I have had the chance to be a part of this tradition, so I enjoyed it immensely and probably had more then I should have.

The rest of our day was spent visiting with family and enjoying each others company. I was so excited that we were there and my Grandma Prueter had the chance to meet her second great grandchild. Something I hope my Grandma Taylor will get the chance to do as well before she is in college. 🙂 At this point I knew our time in Montana was ticking away quickly, but I was trying very hard not to think about it. Instead my plan was to suck up every moment I possibly could.






Grandma Prueter, Aunt Diane and Uncle Barry had to leave in the early afternoon to ensure they would be home in good weather conditions. Abby was happy to spend time upstairs with her Auntie Jillian, watching movies and napping on the big air mattress Auntie had put up. Abby loves the air mattress. When Jillian came out to California with my parents to help me out just after Ellie’s birth, she stayed in our office on an air mattress. Abby loved playing on that mattress so Jillian, being the cool Aunt that she is, put their mattress up for Abby to play and nap on. At this point I am thinking that packing the toys that I did was a complete waste of time and space. Between the air mattress and Grandma’s holiday place mats, Abby was happy and content.

Today was our last full day in Bozeman. Even though I tried not to think about it, I did. Leaving my parents and sister is always a hard thing to do and sometimes putting it out of my head just isn’t possible. I did, however, enjoy the time we did have. After spending some time over at the house we all decided to take a drive. I wanted to enjoy one last treat before heading home; a cinnamon roll from Wheat Montana. The best ever! We decided to take a longer drive to get their, following my parents. We took frontage roads, driving along the Gallatin River. We stopped at one point to that the frigid weather had created an ice jam where the river had become frozen over. It was pretty impressive to see, especially since the water had backed up and flooded quite a bit only to freeze over on its own. The other nice thing about stopping to see this jam was the sunset. It was spectacular that night. Very appropriate for our last night in Montana.



After our lovely drive, we finally came to Wheat Montana where we enjoyed a very yummy snack. I was good though and shared the cinnamon roll with my mom. Abby was completely taken by all of the honey containers being sold in their gift shop. They were the typical homey containers shaped like bears. She was very sad that mommy and daddy wouldn’t buy one, even though we already have one at home.

After our stop, we hit the road and headed back to my parents house. After what was a lovely dinner and a movie we packed up and headed to the hotel. We will head back in the morning to get all of our items that we left at the house and say goodbye before hitting the road. Abby will also have the chance to play in the snow like she has wanted to do since we arrived. Tomorrow should be a great deal warmer and much more conducive for playing in the snow.

Christmas In Montana Part Three

After what was an extremely restful night of sleep, we woke up to frigid temperatures but very blue skies. It was one of those mornings that was just a tad deceiving. The clear blue sky and sun shining down made it look like it was warm, but when we stepped out of the hotel room… it was far from it. The temperature in Gardiner that morning was around -3 degrees and we knew that climbing into the park it wouldn’t be any warmer.

After packing up the car and having a lovely breakfast, we decided to take one last drive through the park before heading back to my parents house. I was sad to go but very excited to see the girls again. The morning was perfect and as we made the turn back towards the gate a large group of cow bison and their yearlings started to make their way from a small field outside of the gate through the historical arch. I think the only thing that defines Yellowstone more then this, is a bison standing in front of Old Faithful as it erupts. Needless to say, it was picture perfect.


On the drive up to Mammoth it was apparent that it had snowed again the night before. The roads were snow packed but it didn’t seem as icy as it had been the day before. Mammoth looked gorgeous in the morning sun. The steam from the thermal areas could be seen from Gardiner. After stopping a brief moment for some pictures we continued on back out to Lamar Valley in search of wolves and to enjoy Yellowstone in Winter.


The drive to Lamar was quiet in regards to animals, mostly bison off in the distance and people stopped along the roadsides waiting for the wolves to appear. Aside from the crazy drivers rushing to and from Cook City, the roads were deserted which allowed us to stop and casually take pictures. Sometimes this meant stopping in the middle of the road, which generally is frowned upon during the peak season in the park.


As we turned off at the junction and headed out to Lamar we noticed a large group of people stopped at the Slough Creek campground entrance. Now, generally you see people stopped like this all of the time and they have spotting scopes set up but nothing is going on. This time people were intently watching something off in the distance along one of the many open areas of the mountain sides. One of the men offered us a look through the spotting scope he had set up. We could see a pack of about six to seven wolves playing and casually eying a small heard of bull elk. While it didnt look like it the pack was on the hunt and playing it cool, trying to lull the bull elk into a sense of false comfort. Because someone was so kind to let us watch through his scope we had to step away and move on.

We drove out to Lamar but once again did not see anything aside from your usual bison, elk and deer. We turned around at our usual spot and headed back to Mammoth. On the way back we were greeted with a large bull bison once again using the road to travel to his next location. This guy let us pass by slowly without a care in the world. As we passed by the Slough Creek area again, people still had their eyes trained on the mountainside. We did not stop but we could see things from where we were. It looked as though the wolf pack was now chasing and attempting to disrupt the bull elk. From what we could tell, the elk were able to seek refuge amoungst the lodge pole pine. I have seen a lot is Yellowstone and been only a few 100 yards from my favorite animal in the world, so the next thing I would love to see is a wolf pack take down their intended prey. I know to many that sounds odd and maybe a little demented to some, but the pack mentality and the ability to watch several wolves who are only about 180 pounds each take down a bison or bull elk who are 3 times their weight or more, fascinates me. I felt like we were close to seeing that, but unfortunately that was not the case.



Our drive back to Mammoth was once again a quiet one but I enjoyed it immensely. The sun was shining and even though the high for the day was -11 degrees, it was a gorgeous day. One last stop in Mammoth near the terraces had me intrigued by an elk cow who was busy eating. It was so cold that you could see her breath everytime she exhaled. The sun behind her lit everything up… the perfect photo opportunity.


After that last moment it was time to leave. Shaun and I hit the road and headed back to Bozeman. I hated to leave but I know I will be back to Yellowstone soon. Now we had the chance to get back to my parents house and see the girls who I missed dearly. It was also New Years Eve, so I wanted to be home in time to enjoy the evening and ring in the New Year with family as well.

When we got back to the house, Abby and Ellie were very happy to see us. That feeling was extremely mutual. Nothing beats seeing that little face of Abby’s light up as we walk through the door and then of course our hearts melt as she screams “Mommy! Daddy!”. Ellie was also very happy; bouncing around in Grandpa Taylor’s arms when she saw us. It melts my heart to know that she recognizes us.

To celebrate the New Year, we had our usual Chinese Food and then hung around talking, playing games and watching movies that Abby picked out. Surprisingly, the girls stayed up long enough to ring in the New Year. It wasn’t pretty though. The picture to prove it is posted below.



Despite the near meltdown that occurred when mommy asked for a family picture, the night was great. Yet another wonderful memory for the books. Happy New Year everyone! Here is to a great 2011!

Christmas In Montana Part Two

After a wonderful nights sleep, we woke up to clouds and temperatures barely passing zero degrees Fahrenheit. It was very chilly and the look of new snow concerned us regarding our trip into the park, but we thought we would give it a try anyway.

On our way through the historical gate, I saw something in the road that made my heart skip a beat. At first I thought the gray looking dog standing in the middle of the road was a wolf. There is a pack that roams close to the gate, so I thought it might be possible. It was not, but it was a lone coyote taking an easier path of travel in the middle of the road.



After watching the coyote, we came to the entrance. The ranger allowed us to go through, telling us that the roads were very snow packed and icy in spots. We had tire chains to help us if need be. The plow had recently headed out to Cook City so things were working in our favor. I couldn’t have been more excited. Being able to enter the park and travel the only road open in Yellowstone made me very happy. I can now say I have seen Yellowstone in all four seasons.

Within a few minutes of entering Yellowstone, we came across our second animal sighting of the day. A small group of male bighorn sheep were eating along the roadside. Most of the males were young and had small sets of horns, but it was clear they were being looked after by a rather large and impressive male. He kept a watchful eye on us as we snapped a few photos but went about his business like normal.


Winter in Yellowstone is the prime season for wolves. They thrive in the snowy conditions, relying on the fact that elk, deer and bison are beginning to weaken as food becomes scarce and the cold takes its toll. Their major predatory competitor, the Grizzly Bear, is hibernating until Spring which means little to no worries about compeition while hunting. Being that the wolf if my favorite animal, a near obsession, my eyes were open for any movement. On several occasions I thought I spotted a wolf, but instead it was a coyote.

For those of us from Los Angeles, coyotes are mainly just a nuisance; an animal that rummages through garbage cans and eats our pets. They generally look pretty mangy and ready to try and take anything down just to eat. In Yellowstone, far away from any major city, the Coyotes are beautiful. Even though they still fight for food, their coats are thick and beautiful and their eyes have a sparkle to them. I still enjoy seeing them in our travels and will jump at a chance to photograph them, even if they are walking away from me.


The storm that rolled through and chilled things also brought fresh snow. Fresh snow meant that movement of animals through the trees and open fields and valleys could easily be seen by way of fresh tracks. There had been a lot of movement from bison, elk and other animals. There were tracks close to the road that looked to be wolf tracks, but we could not see them nearby.

The beauty of Yellowstone in Winter isn’t just about the animals, but the landscape itself. The snow covered mountains and trees made some of my photographs appear as though they were shot in black and white. It was amazing to see places that I am so familiar with covered in layers of snow. It is amazing to see how the snow can change the landscape so drastically.

As we traveled we came across another animal not often seen in the park, a bull moose. He was spending his time down in a small valley, moving along an exposed creek eating whatever willow and shrubs he could fine. His antlers had fallen off already and through my lens you could see the little nubs where his antlers will grow back as spring approaches. He seemed not to worry about us and continued to eat.

As our travels continued we also came across several large bull bison using the road to travel from one place to another. Smart guys they are! Why trudge through snow several feet deep when you can use the conveniently plowed roadways? Some of the bison had snow covered faces which I found fascinating. The most likely reason for the snowy faces? Well, in the winter bison use their large and very strong heads and neck to move the snow away from patches of grass in the open valley areas. The bison below had probably finished munching on a fresh spot of grass and was moving on to the next place.

After a good, slow drive we made it out to Lamar Valley where wolf sightings are generally at a high. What a different sight during the winter. At times it was hard to tell where the road was because it was so snow packed. We had a few white knuckle moments but I still enjoyed the drive and wouldnt have missed it for the world. Shaun and I stopped at one of the large pullouts to eat lunch and then decided to turn around head back. A drive that usually takes about an hour and a half without major stops took nearly two hours one way because of the snow and ice. The days are very short so we knew that the daylight would be fading fast and didnt want to be in certain areas after dark.

On our way back, we came across a large group of cars that were stopped. In Yellowstone, when you see this there is generally something worth stopping to look at. We discovered that there was a pack of about five to six wolves out on one of the bluffs in the distance. You needed a spotting scope to see them, so there was no way I could capture them with my camera.

As we were stopped though, a coyote started getting curious about all of the stopped cars. He checked out the car in front of us, sniffing its tires and watching its occupants photograph him. Once he was done he started to trot down the road, right by our car. It was a sight to see! He was certainly curious about all of these people.


As we sat there the sun began to fade. The sunset was amazing and gave me yet another reason to love Yellowstone. After that we didn’t have anymore encounters with wildlife and continued on. Shaun and I stopped in Mammoth and decided to have dinner at the Mammoth Lodge dining room. We had to wait for a bit but boy was it worth the wait. Buffalo Ravioli…. wow! It was an amazing dinner and worth the half hour wait. I also had an amazing cup of hot apple cider which made me very happy and warm. I needed it too as the temperature dipped well below zero and the wind blew hard. The short walk from the lodge to the car left me feeling out of breath and very frosty, that’s how cold it was. We discovered once we got back to Gardiner that the temperature in Mammoth was about minus two degrees, and with windchill it was about ten degrees cooler. Yikes! No complaints though… we had an amazing night and my hope was that the weather would hold out just one more day before we headed back to Bozeman.

Christmas In Montana Part One

Well after a day of wanting to throw my washing machine out of the window, shopping, packing and cleaning we made it out of the door bright and early on Monday morning. The girls, still snuggled in their jammies, were packed into the car and we were on our way before the sun was even up.

The drive was pretty uneventful and the girls were real troopers. I feel very lucky to have two little girls that can behave so well and travel long distances in the car and our first day of travel was a long day. We drove from Los Angeles to Brigham City Utah just north of Salt Lake City. We made pretty decent time with two kids in the car and even had the chance to listen to the Kings game!

After a nights sleep, we woke up a little on the late side and made the last stretch to Bozeman. The weather was good to us on our second day of travel, hitting only a few issues north of Idaho Falls with some icy roads. The rest was smooth sailing! When we arrived in Bozeman we quickly checked into the hotel and then headed to my parents house. After we settled in and caught up with one another, we had a belated Christmas together as a family. My mom sent some gifts out to us to open on Christmas Day, just to keep the secret going, but the rest she saved for our arrival.

Abby and Ellie had a blast. I think Abby is beginning to get the idea that presents happen all the time! I guess thats not quite the idea we want her to have. The girls got puzzles, toys and clothes and Shaun and I were given a collectors print for the Glacier National Park Centennial that was framed and matted. Its a beautiful print and I cannot wait to get it up on our wall at home.




We decided to have the girls stay with Grandma and Grandpa Taylor that night so we could get some much needed rest. I don’t think Abby was too thrilled at first, but in the end she was more then ok. Ellie fell asleep with Grandpa before we could even get her crib set up! What a precious moment.


The following morning we headed back to Grandma and Grandpa’s house to check on the girls before we left. As part of my present, Shaun decided to take 2 days away for just the two of us while my mom, dad and sister watched the girls for us. We were scheduled to stay in Gardiner, Montana just outside the north entrance to Yellowstone National Park. If the weather held up and the road conditions stayed favorable, we would travel through the parks only open road to wheeled traffic. There were several big storms heading our way with frigid temperatures, but we kept our fingers crossed and hoped for the best.

After running a few errands and making sure we had our proper tire chains, we took off for Gardiner. The highways were decent, mostly blowing slow. Luckily, on our way from Livingston to Gardiner through Paradise Valley, we followed the snow plow and de-icing truck through Yankee Jims canyon which can get pretty icy. On our way through the canyon we happened to catch five to six Bald Eagles flying in a row. It was a pretty amazing site and just gave me a reminder why I love this place so much. The scenery along the Yellowstone River was spectacular despite the storm rolling in.




After checking into the hotel Shaun and I headed out to dinner and to the local Food Farm in town. We decided that since we had a fridge in the room we would pick up some supplies and assuming we could travel through Yellowstone over the next few days, we could make sandwiches and have snacks in the car. After that we went to one of the few places open, Outlaw Pizza and Pasta, for dinner and then headed back to the room for some much needed sleep. So far this trip couldn’t be anymore perfect, although I do miss the girls already!

Coming Home

The trip home was an easy one and very uneventful. It was definitely a little bit too quiet in the car as we left Bozeman and headed out onto the road. My heart was heavy and I am sure Abby sensed it. But soon that heavy cloud passed and the excitement grew the closer we got to Los Angeles. I missed Shaun and I know Abby missed her daddy, so it was exciting to get home to see him.

Abby, as always, was a great traveler. She kept herself entertained and we sang plenty of Raffi songs along the way. She read a few books too! I think she read this one to me several times.


On our way home, we were able to stop for the evening in St George and visit with my Grandma Taylor. Grandma Tutu to Abby. It wasn’t a long visit, but it was so wonderful to see everyone. That night my Uncle Kevin, Aunt Caroline, Uncle David and Cousin Elliott came by to visit for a bit. Abby loved playing with Grandma’s dog Missy and of course Chewee. Missy was a little more interesting to Abby because she is small and not nearly as intimidating to Abby.

The next morning we left early and headed home. The last leg of our journey. The drive through the desert was great as it was cloudy and cool. A storm was starting to blow on in. When I stopped in Barstow to gas up, the wind was blowing so hard I could barely open my car door.


We did make it home safe and sound. Abby and I were at the door to greet daddy the minute he came home from work. It was nice to be home, but my mind was still in Montana. That too will eventually pass, for the most part. 🙂

Yellowstone, Just For the Heck of It!

It is almost assumed that if I can go to Yellowstone, I will. Lucky for me we were able to sneak in one more trip before Abby and I had to head home. It was just a day trip, which meant we were up early but that wasn’t a problem to me or anyone else. The only bummer was that Auntie Jillian could not go with us, as she had several final school projects to finish up.

We again left early and head towards the North Entrance in Gardner. From there we made a stop in Mammoth Hot Springs and then took off for Lamar Valley. Our first stop was up the 1/4 mile road to the Petrified Tree. The road was still closed the last time we came through and still snowy but a lot had changed in less then a week. We drove up to the end of the road and as we turned around to head back my mom spotted something down a long the creek. Sure enough, after finally seeing some movement, we discovered there was a bull moose! It has been years since we have seen a bull moose in Yellowstone. The fires in 1989 destroyed much of their protective habitat and they became scarce to the average road traveler. Twenty years later, the trees they rely on for protection have grown considerably and more and more people are beginning to see them again. This big guy was hiding down in the willows and trees, aware of our presence but because no one else had come up the road, seemed comfortable with us and just laid down in the bushes. We had to watch and wait for a good 30 minutes or so for him to do this, but it was worth it. His antlers were just starting to grow back in, but he was still an impressive guy none the less.


On our way out to Lamar, we noticed a crowd stopped along the road. Although we couldn’t see much, we knew something was there. Coyotes, wolves, bears? We could not tell. We waited a few minutes but then continued on. Our idea was that we had to come back out this way to get to other places, so if we were meant to see what was there… we would.

We drove out to Trout Lake and then turned around. My mom and I both saw what looked like a wolf chasing some pronghorn, but he disappeared into the river bottom before we could get the binoculars out and find him again. The scenery had changed a lot in one week. A lot of the snow had melted, the rivers were swollen with the melt off from the warm weather and green as beginning to dot the landscape.

As we passed by the location where everyone was stopped before, we noticed that the crowd had grown and everyone had their sights set on something. As we pulled off the road the story began to unfold. From what we could tell there was a pack of coyotes in the area but they were guarding something. As it turned out they were protecting a bison carcass as well as what may have been their den. Just moments before we pulled up, a lone male grizzly came around and stole the carcass away from the coyotes. We had the luck to watch the coyotes try to defend their den and regain their “lunch” buy barking, yipping and howling at the Grizzly. To top it off, these brave little coyotes began to nip and bite at the Grizzly but to no avail. The Grizzly continued to drag and move the carcass away from the den and claim it as his. As we learned later, he stayed there all day to entertain the crowds and to protect his meal for the day.


As we continued back down the road to Mammoth Hot Springs, another small crowd was stopped at Floating Island Lake. Last week when we came through, this little lake was frozen but now it had melted completely, exposing something very desirable to one determined little black bear. Out on the “floating island” was the carcass of what appeared to be an elk or small bison. The carcass must have laid there, frozen in the lake ice for the winter and was now open to the elements since the melt. Elkcicle… Yum! Well on this very day, a little black bear came along, realized what was out there and new he was hungry and wanted it. So, he got in the water circled around for about 3 minutes and then proceeded to pull the carcass from the island to the far shoreline. He then pulled it up onto the shore and began to snack, and snack, and snack. I think we watched him for a good half and hour or more. What a smart and very determined little black bear. Survival in Yellowstone will probably be easier for him in the future!


After a pit stop in Mammoth Hot Springs, we continued on and decided to head down to Canyon and Old Faithful. We didnt see much in the way of wildlife, other then the usual bison, deer, ravens, geese, and more common animals of Yellowstone. Before heading to Old Faithful we took the quick drive up to Canyon. We drove the Canyon loop, but unfortunately most of the lookouts and trails were still covered with snow. Being pregnant, I didn’t want to get out and walk around and risk slipping on the melting snow which gets pretty darn icy. It was also just cold enough up at Canyon to start snowing… just a cluster of little flakes though.

Before reaching Old Faithful, we stopped at Black Sand Geyser Basin to have a bite to eat. We brought sandwiches, fruit and veggies which all made Abby very happy. I have to say she was so well behaved and seemed to enjoy every bit of the trip. By this point she was able to say the word Buffalo and point at the bison when we saw them. So cute. Dad and I got out to walk around for a bit, so I had the chance to get some pictures as Cliff Geyser as it went off. This area is one of the smaller geyser basins, but very pretty.


When we reached Old Faithful we took another break, stretched our legs and then got back in the car to head back to Mammoth Hot Springs again. We stopped a few times along the way for pictures. The contrast between the remaining snow, the brown of the dormant grass and the green of plants coming to life made for some beautiful pictures. It was made even better by the pendng thunderstorm that was slowly starting to roll in over the mountains.

Once we hit Mammoth Hot Springs again, we made the decision to try and head out to Lamar one last time to see if there was anything we could see. Dusk was approaching quickly which meant more animals would be coming out for the evening to eat and move around. We did get a little bit lucky as we found a black bear just strolling a long a hillside. Because it was getting dark and he was moving constantly, my pictures of him didn’t turn out too well. Oh well! After seeing him we discovered that the little black bear at the lake was still there, napping and eating, and had stayed there all day. We also discovered the same with the grizzly. After the turn from Tower to Lamar we also run into a bit of a “traffic jam” just before the bridge over the Yellowstone River. It happens often in the park, but bison jams are still fun to snap pictures of!


At this point of the evening I was not feeling well so we decided to turn around and make our way home. It wasn’t fun to end the day like this, but at least I felt sick at the end of the day and not the beginning. the weather through Paradise Valley was rough and dark. The rain came down hard and of course it was now dark so we had to watch for deer as well. On several ocaaisions, tumble weeds blew across the road which from a distance looked like deer. It was a pins and needles drive but we made it home safe and sound. Despite getting sick, the day was amazing!

Two Days of Yellowstone… OR BUST!

As if our day in West Yellowstone on Friday wasn’t enough beauty for us, we decided to head to Yellowstone for two days to enjoy the weekend and each other. Saturday marked the beginning of National Parks week, which gave everyone free admission into all of the National Parks around the country. Despite that fact, Yellowstone was pretty quiet all weekend which is fine. More for us to enjoy!

On our way to Gardner, the North Entrance to the park we stopped in Livingston for breakfast. We ate at The Pop Stand and breakfast there was incredible and cheap! For $6 I had two slices of French Toast (each piece was the size of my head), 2 pieces of bacon, 2 pieces of sausage and 2 scrambled eggs. Needless to say, I did not finish most of it but it was incredible. Even better then that, Abby ate for free! Yup, children under 12 eat free there. I haven’t seen a deal like that since I was under 12.

Once we entered the park, we headed out towards Lamar Valley… a popular spot for bear and wolf sightings. Our drive out to Lamar was fairly uneventful but we did see a few things from afar. We saw a gray wolf, bald and golden eagles, osprey, a marmot, bison, mule deer, elk, and river otters. We tried to get pictures of the otters playing in Soda Butte Creek, but the disappeared before we could even park the car! We drove as far as Trout Lake and then decided to turn around and head back to Mammoth.

On our way back, we passed by the Yellowstone Picnic area where during my last visit we saw a little black bear. While it wasn’t the same black bear, there was one creating a scene when we came by. During the summer we would have never been able to stop, but that is one of the joys of spring. We watched this bear move along from the picnic site and beyond for a while before we decided to move on.


After stopping back in Gardner to check into the hotel, grab some food and take a small break we were back on our way. This time we decided to head towards the West Entrance and Old Faithful. We didnt see much wildlife on this leg of the trip, but the day was beautiful and allowed for some great photography. It was wonderful to just drive around and enjoy the afternoon and evening. At several turn outs we ran into Yellowstone’s moocher’s, the ravens. They had no problem stopping right near our car windows to beg for handouts, but instead they had their pictures taken!


On our way back to Gardner for the evening we came across a small road jam due to a group of young bull elk. Several of them were oblivious to the cars and were focused on sparing with one another. Nothin’ but reindeer games!

The second day of our trip was short, as Auntie Jillian had to be back for work. We headed out again toward Lamar in hopes of seeing some wolves or bears. Unfortunately, anything that was out there was too far to even be seen with the naked eye. Most people were out with high power spotting scopes looking at things way off on the hills. We didn’t leave Lamar Valley empty handed though. On our way back, I spotted the otters we had missed the day before. We drove up ahead of what appeared to be a young otter and got out of the car along the bank of the river several hundred feet ahead of him. The little otter swam and played and I was able to get a few distance pictures. He was cute and on several occasions you could hear him talking and chattering.


The rest of the day was spent driving and sight seeing. The snow along the Madison River at the West entrance had melted considerably and green grass was beginning to peak out. The bison were happily eating and the day was gorgeous! Even though we didn’t get to see some of the animals we had hoped to see, the drive was amazing. When we left the park I should have felt sad, but I knew I had one more weekend here and I knew I wouldn’t have to twist any arms to come back.

On the way home through the Gallatin, we spotted a fly fisherman out in the river near a small rock. There are plenty of fisherman out on the Gallatin, but this one caught our eye. Next to him on the small rock was a dog, his dog. The dog looked to be a Golden Retriever and I don’t think this dog could have been happier. For the sake of this story the dog was a boy and he was out with his buddy, fishing and it was quite apparent that he was having fun and always at the ready to help. As the man continued to cast his reel, his loyal friend sat there watching the water, sitting but tense, ready to come to his aide when needed. He was half wet and half dry which would led me to believe he had tried to help out not too long ago. It was the most picturesque sight to see. Something I often think of when it comes to living in this area of Montana. Out on the river fishing with man’s best friend at your side. Just perfect and that is why I love this place so much.

Grizzlies, Wolves and Abby…. Oh My!

Today… what a day! The weather was gorgeous, warm and melting the snow quickly so our plan to head to West Yellowstone was in full swing. The drive from Bozeman to West Yellowstone is about an hour and a half, but it doesn’t seem that long at all when you drive through Gallatin Canyon. What an amazing drive, especially today. Spring was definitely in the air.

Our plan when we arrived in West Yellowstone was to go to the Grizzly and Wolf Discovery Center. This place is small but wonderful, at least it is in my book. The center takes in Grizzlies and Wolves that have been orphaned through an unnatural process (mom was killed by a hunter, car, etc.) or takes in Grizzlies that have become to comfortable in a human environment. The alternative is generally to euthanize the animal or sending them to a zoo, if there is a zoo that will take them. Instead, these lucky animals end up in a place not far from their natural surroundings and seasons where they are cared for, loved and admired by employees and visitors.

Luckily, when we got there everything was quiet. West Yellowstone is just starting to open up again for the summer season and being there on a Friday keeps the crowds away. We basically had the place to ourselves, with the exception of a young girl, whom I was tempted to toss into the bear habitat, and her oblivious mother. I wont go into that mess of a story, but for those of you familiar with the story about a boy named Quentin… these two should meet up and go bowling sometime.

The grizzlies take turns in the large viewing habitat, so when we first arrived we were greeted by Kobuk and Nakina. These two are brother and sister and were orphaned when a hunter took their mother down while she was hunting free range chickens on his ranch. They had just been fed and seemed a little full as well as tired. Nakina kept out of sight, except for a few shots of her rear end, but Sam perched himself on a rock not far from us. He has such a sweet face and a funny personality, spending a lot of his time playing with several sticks that he found. Apparently he loves to climb trees and start chases around the habitat with his sister, but we pretty much saw the opposite of that. Oh well, Abby enjoyed that time a lot and seemed very much engrossed with the bears, that is until she realized she was allowed to walk around and not sit in her stroller.



After taking a ton of pictures of Kobuk we headed off to the two wolf habitats. I was in heaven! All of the wolves were out, for the most part, and were amazing. While I have seen wolves in the wild its nice to have an experience where you can be close to them and watch them interact without being scared off by some Yellowstone tourist that doesn’t know his rear end from his elbow. There was a naturalist on duty, who was able to point out the wolves, tell us their names and also tell us their rank in the pack. I couldn’t remember all of them, but I made my best effort to try and do so. You can see all of the pictures and information in the slide show below. I could talk endlessly about the wolves we saw and wolves in general, as they are my obsession, but I will spare you from that. Needless to say, watching both packs make me very happy and I was on a high when we left.


Before we left for the day, we stopped back by the bear habitat just in time to see the keepers place lunch around the area and see a new set of bears come out. The keepers place food in various spots around the habitat to keep the bears busy, both physically and mentally. When the doors opened I definitly was not expecting what was about to come strolling out. Sam and his sister Illie were orphaned as well and have lived their entire lives at the center. Sam, a Kodiak, weighs in at a whopping 1050 pounds and his sister comes in at 850. That’s almost double the size of Kobuk and Nakina, the two Grizzlies from earlier. They were impressive bears and I am glad there was plenty to separate me from them. The highlight was watching Sam try to get food out of a half frozen pond. Watching that bear put all of his weight on the ice and bounce up and down was incredible. Even more so was the sound of that ice breaking and buckling underneath him. Let’s just say it took him no more then 5 minutes to find what he was looking for. Amazing!

Illie, Sam’s sister had a beautiful heart shaped face. What a beautiful bear.

Before leaving we stopped in the gift shop so that Abby could enjoy the giant bear bench. She loved it and didn’t want to leave. We were lucky to even get a picture with her as she didn’t want to stop her play time to do such things. Play time with a giant bear is far more important then pictures!


Let me tell you, leaving was not a pretty sight. Especially since it was close to nap time and Abby was hungry. But, we stopped for some food before heading back and the ride back home was peaceful and beautiful, as always. As I always say, all in all it was a wonderful day!

Enjoy the slide show below for more pictures of our great day in West Yellowstone.

Back Roads Montana and an Easy Day

Yesterday was the first day of Grandpa’s time off while we were in town. Because Grandma and Jillian still had work and school we decided to head out and see the sights of the area and take some of Montana’s back roads. I cant say I remember exactly where we went, but it was great none the less.

We took a drive through the Bridger Mountains past Bridger Bowl, one of Montana’s ski areas. The road on the other side brought us out into some of Montana’s rolling plains. Along the way we saw plenty of cranes, pronghorn, mule deer and ravens. On the road heading towards White Sulphur Springs, we came upon a pretty amazing sight. About a hundred yards in front of us, we saw a Golden Eagle fly across the road and land in the field next to us. Unfortunatly we didnt have time to get pictures of him but he was big and absolutely beautiful!

After hanging around a bit to see if he might come out of the field, we took off and continued down the road. We went through Ringling, Montana an old train stop town. There we could see the run down old train station that was probably last used in the 1950’s and you could see what remains of the train bed. Its sad to think that such a great part of our history and a way of travel has fallen to the wayside. The old station was very interesting to see, but at the same time looked so sad. I wish I had gotten a picture of it.

From that point we took another road through a canyon to Townsend, Montana and then headed back home, making a stop at Wheat Montana in Three Forks. I have been to this place many times before and still, I could not resist a warm cinnamon roll. Yummy! Traveling the back roads sure makes a girl hungry for something sweet!

A small herd of Pronghorn relaxing in an empty wheat field outside of Ringling, Montana.

Snow storm blowing in over the Castle Mountain Range.

Today was a pretty lazy and easy day. Grandma and Grandpa were both off from work now and we decided to take the day and just enjoy it without going too far. My mom and I did some shopping at the little Gallatin Mall. I was on a mission to find a new pair of pregnancy jeans after busting a hole in one pair. I didn’t find any, but I certainly found some tops I liked! Abby spent the day hanging out with Grandpa while Mommy and Grandma were shopping.

We then came back home for lunch and afterwards we went out again, this time with Abby and Grandpa. We did a little shopping and then took off for another drive, this one a little closer to town. Springhill Road took us out North of Bozeman through rolling hills and farm country along the base of the Bridger mountains. We saw several eagles both bald eagles and Golden Eagles, lots of cows and their new babies, Pronghorn, Mule Deer and Pheasants. It was a beautiful afternoon and the warm weather that blew in today was melting Tuesday’s snow fast. The sunset that followed when we came home was even more impressive and I was lucky enough to catch a few pictures. Boy, do I love Montana!


A Snow Day

Today was a typical day that the mountains can bring in spring. We woke up to weather in the low 30’s and well, a bunch of snow… close to 8 inches to be exact. When Abby woke up, she sat at my parents sliding glass door looking onto their patio. She and I sat and watched it snow for about 30-45 minutes and watched the birds try and get to the bird feeders in the wind and snow. I have to say it was a wonderful 45 minutes. So peaceful and relaxing.

Because of the snow we stayed at home and enjoyed the warmth. The day was relaxing and pretty uneventful. Abby spent time playing with her toys, watching Fraggle Rock and watching the snow and the birds outside. It was the first time in a while that we were actually able to just spend time together without having to worry about other obligations and responsibilities. There isn’t a lot to report, other some a few snapshots of the day. It was lovely!

Snowy view from my parents porch.

Abby, still in her P.J.’s watching the snow fall and the birds try to get at the bird houses on the porch.

“Ohhhh mommy… SNOW!”

Auntie Jillian and Abby watch the snow. Jillian is wishing she didn’t have to drive to school right now!


Abby is singing to Pooh and rocking him in the rocking chair that was once mine and Jillian’s.

Cuddling up with Pooh, watching Fraggle Rock. Nothing is better on a cold snowy day!