Beholding a wild wonder: Visiting Yellowstone always fulfilling

YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK – Rain, then marble-sized hail pelted the silver surface of Slough Creek, water splashing into the cool mountain air.

I hid under two fir trees that had grown close together.

This was the second storm of the day, and I’d already changed out of my wet clothes to dry ones that were now in danger of also getting soaked.

A bull elk’s skull rests inside Yellowstone, apparently dying after it had lost its antlers in winter. 

Brett French

How long would this downpour last?

I eyed the nearby metal bear boxes, used to store food and coolers in campgrounds, as a possible dry spot to wait out the storm. What if the wind blew the doors shut and I was stuck? That would be embarrassing, or possibly fatal if the sun came out. A self-induced sweat box.

The nearby latrine was another possible dry spot, but who wants to hide in an outhouse? Better to get wet.

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