Shortly after we arrived at our cabin on the Yellowstone River outside Park City on Saturday afternoon, my wife and I went for a short walk. Lisa and I strolled along the riverbank and then poked around an upstream island reached by a narrow, dry channel before heading back to the cabin. On the point of the island, I laid myself down on the warm sand and listened to the wind spilling through the towering cottonwood trees. (more…) Continue Reading →
