Lulu Pass
Moss on a branch
Trevor is pretty good at mechanics, and in the morning he could find the problem easily. It was the dust shield of the brake, a plastic part, that was touching the disc. So after looking at a large herd of bison passing by and across the river to the other side of the valley, we kept driving North East.
We went hiking up Pebble Creek in the afternoon, found lots of delicious berries, thought we saw a grizzly bear when it was a bison, stopped for a snack by the river. There was lots of animal tracks everywhere. It's impressive how much life there is in this sanctuary.
Further East, we joined a group of several people, biologists, guides, biologists, and aficionados, all passionated by wolves. They know the members of the different packs evolving in the area by their names, and can even sometimes recognize them just by sight. In their telescopes, we could watch the activity going on around a bison carcase. We came several times in a few days to observe grizzly, wolves, and crows, taking turns to eat on the carcase.
Campfire
After the North East entrance, just pass the border of Montana, we drove through Silver Gate and Cooke City, and went camping along Lulu Pass Trail Road, next to Fisher Creek. This beautiful place was our basecamp for a few days. At alsmot 3000 meters elevation, the nights were quite chilly, and we sometimes found some frost on the tent in the morning.
Old carriage wheel
We went up the road to visit the abandoned gold mines, all the way up and around Fisher Mountain. Coming down from the pass, the other brake, the right one this time, also started making some strange noises and suspect smoke, but left us just enough time to enter Silver Gate. Same cause, same effects, and Trevor managed to fix that too without needing a garage, more than 80 km away on hilly roads.
That evening Toni and Ina, who run the Stop the Car Trading Post, in Silver Gate, invited us to stay at their place for a night. They cooked some delicious dumplings, and offered us a very appreciated shower and a confortable crash space in their warm-hearted log cabin. In the morning, Toni baked some delicious pancakes with huckleberries and maple syrup.
From Silver Gate, we drove back through the whole park, across the largest super volcano of the continent, paying visit to the Grand Prismatic Pool and a petrified tree, and the all the way south. As we reached Jackson Lake, we stopped the car to cook diner and have some sleep.