Beula Lake - What a treat until....

Beula Lake, just a two and a half mile hike from Grassy Lake on the Yellowstone Park border, is a beautiful lake visited by many different animals and birds.

Saturday as I topped the ridge above the aqua colored lake, I was stopped short as I heard loons on the lake being answered by two spike bull elk trying to answer the loons.  It sounded like a bunch of fourth grade students on the first day of band class.

As I got the the edge of the lake, I was greeted by a rain shower creating a faint rainbow in the west.

The fishing was super in the early going, and you can read that report on my other blog, http://billschiessfishing.blogspot.com/.  Soon one of the loons decided to visit me to see if it could help me.

It spooked the fish for a few minutes and I was unsuccessful, but they soon started hitting again.  After enjoying my solitude, a group of friends arrived just as two troops of Boy Scouts also showed up.  Dogs brought were turned loose to run around and it was time for me to leave.  It was time for more hiking and taking pictures of flowers.

Here are a few of the flowers I saw and got pictures of.  Can you name them?

Just another wild day for an old, bald man from Idaho.

Remember Whensday #3

My Uncle Nephi Schiers (notice the name difference), my dad's brother, never married and lived as a bachlor in a log cabin in Teton Valley.  He farmed and mined gold in the summer and hunted, trapped and fished in the winter.  I do not remember him, but he was a favorite of my older siblings.  He also served in the Army during World War II.  Here is pictures of his fur catch including mink, weasels, and pine marten (sable).  The second picture is of his elk and three bear he shot one fall.

Here is his Army picture.  He lived about a quarter of a mile from my parents and was included in all the family activities.  His died while crossing the Salmon River on his horse heading back to his gold mine.  My dad and my mother's brother, Chet, floated the Salmon River in a rubber raft to pick up his body.

                                             

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