Yellowstone At Sunset

The sun sets over Yellowstone,

but Yellowstone isn't going to sleep. 

October Lakes

We launch our boats on the edge of winter. Already, snow is in the mountains. But here, on this October lake, our paddles dip into a sun-drenched land and propel us forward at tiny speeds.

We pull at the oars, trying to catch up with our dreams, dreams as long and deep as the lake itself. 

Dreams that ride on the backs of eagles

and travel at the speed of the setting sun.

With the day disappearing, winter's chill creeps closer, and we're off the lake by six. I look once more for the eagle, find it soaring above the sun, its back golden from the light. Sweet, sweet dreams, I think. We'll catch you yet.

On the Lookout for Lakes and Snow

Gassed up and loaded down, and bound for West Yellowstone, Montana. The beagle's driving- watch out!