The Bob
Bob Marshall. Who was he? I have no idea. But his name is on a short list with Ansel Adams, John Muir, and Frank Church. Or should be. Or maybe its weird to make a list of awesome wilderness areas in the lower 48 named after white dudes. Anyway, the Bob is awesome. Went over Pyramid Pass, and down Youngs Creek. The first two crossings were tough, the third was bad. Got three quarters of the way and the rest was deeper. Too late, I'll just hop/swim the rest, while being swept downstream a bit. That's worked out OK so far, except you get worried real quick about whether a log on the other side is a sweeper (bad) or something you want to grab onto (good). It was fine, except I was freezing. So I danced around cussing and screaming for a bit, then walked on. Twenty minutes later, I heard some pounding, and turned in time to see, thirty yards away, a cow elk running for her life from a wolf, who was already running equal to her midside. Another wolf came by ten seconds later. I thi...