Yellowstone 2K7

In case you haven't heard, I went to Yellowstone this summer. I know what you're thinking- cool, he saw Old (and boring) Faithful and saw some elk, just like evey other nubie. Well back off, because I didn't even want to see Old Farty.

My brother Jim and I went camping (in a tent) in the backcountry. We even had to watch a dope "run from Grizzlies as fast as you can if they stalk you" movie. Once the ranger gave us our permit, we drove to where we started our hike. The hike was supposed to be about 5 miles, nothing I couldn't handle. That is, until we got lost. Somehow we ended up on a game trail, the same ones those Grizzlies that we ought to be avoiding use. We ended up in a river canyon, and instead of backtracking, we decided to head up the canyon. I still can't understand how we made it. Once there, we caught tons of trout. Awesome.

The real action happened on the hike out though. As we were coming around a blind turn, I practically tripped over a big, full grown, male bison. Luckily, he barely bothered to lift his head and look at us as he seeminly napped in the middle of the trail. We decided we should probably hike around the haus. So that's what we did, and when we came back to the trail, what did we see? A huge bull moose. It sorta grunted at us and it totally smelled me, probably cause I practicaly shit my pants. It was awesome seeing these totally foriegn animals so close up. Good thing we didn't get into a buffalo, moose sandwich on the trail. I could have taken the moose though.

In case you were wondering, there was buffalo/elk poop all over the place.