Thanksgiving day was not quite as bluebird as Wednesday, but still pretty good. We headed out to explore the foothills of the Washburn range, the northern edge of the Washburn Bear Management Area which is closed to humans for most of the year.

We saw big views, coyote, bison, elk, mule deer, hoarfrost, big trees, and dozens of elk sheds.
This was the highest concentration, but we saw them all day. Yellowstone has over 10,000 elk, and it would seem that a lot of them are here in February when they drop their antlers.
M gave snowshoeing her stamp of approvel, and I agree. We carried ours for almost half the distance, and wouldn’t have gotten far without them once we got high enough to strap them on.
The rest of Thanksgiving was spent soaking in the Boiling River hot springs and feasting in the hotel.

Today we woke up tired, touristed around a bit.

And came home. Now it’s back to the grindstone for the final three weeks of the semester.