by Harriet Greene
Wind River Range, Bridger Wilderness, Pinedale, Wyoming: The West was drier than it had been in years. Two nearby fires were almost under control. Elkhart Park was closed as well as the south entrance to Yellowstone, nowhere near our direction. After thirteen hours on the road we arrived at our friend’s home in Jackson Hole where we would spend the night. Our gear was unloaded, our food figured out, our backpacks packed and our age-old list, checked off, making sure everything was in order for an early departure in the morning.
In Hoback Canyon, ten miles south of Jackson, fire-fighting camps lined the highway and heavy smoke obscured the landscape. As the haze cleared, two sandhill cranes materialized in a meadow and watched us drive by, unconcerned at all the activity around them.
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Keep nature clean, quiet, and unspoiled! The way it should be!
Friday, 27 August 2021 18:00
Nature must be left alone. It has worked for centuries until motorized vehicles and uncaring humans started interfering with it!... Read More
Thursday, 26 August 2021 12:29
Correction: on this Planet!
Friday, 27 August 2021 17:55
A long wait – almost 50 years – to learn
