I spent a couple days in the Lamar Valley of Yellowstone hoping to glimpse wolves to no avail. All I glimpsed was legions of tourists and jampacked roads so I got out of there quickly via the Beartooth pass into Montana. At nearly the peak of the pass, on top of the world above 10,000 feet, I saw a beautiful fox just trotting along the road. He seemed concerned, like he was searching for something or someone he lost, but he certainly wasn’t too afraid of me and was kind enough to pose for several pictures. Now I’m in Red Lodge Montana and gonna head over to Bozeman to get an oil change and try to fix a few minor issues with my van, then back into the mountains!
Published by mateomonk
I am a musican, poet, mystic, and nature lover who fled the east coast in 2020 to a ranch in Sundance Wyoming. I basically walked away from everything to live the life I want to live, cherishing the natural world, living close to Nature, diving deep into my soul, and expressing the journey through art and music. I will make my stand in God's country as the world turns to hell around me. The way out, is in. View more posts