Days 83 and 84 - Glacier Two Medicine

After a full day spent taking care of chores back home, writing my Yellowstone posts and dividing out my food supply into 500 calorie packs, I drove north to Glacier's Two Medicine area. I arrived around dinner time to light crowds, ideal sunny weather and awesome mountain peaks set around long and slender lakes.

The next morning, the ranger told me the path to Cobalt Lake and Two Medicine Pass were mostly clear, so I set out, first around the south side of the lake to a peaceful lakeside clearing, then through an ancient-feeling forest, to two tumbling waterfalls, through a meadow, then up a steep trail along a stream to Cobalt Lake.

I ran into a nice guy named Matt, originally from Boston but on a grad-school rotation in nearby Bozeman. Matt had set up his tent on the side of a snow bank overlooking the lake- a lovey camp. After chatting for a bit, I continued up the snowy but easily passable trail to the ridge of Two Medicine Pass. The wind picked up dramatically once I crested the ridge, keeping a steady 40 mph pace and gusting up to 60 mph. My heart rate picked up as well: it felt like hiking in a hurricane, along a ridgeline with huge mountain views in all directions, it was awesome and scary! The ridge was very wide so I was never at risk of being blown off, but still I took a few photos and came back down.

I ran into Matt on the return trip home and learned that his tent poles had snapped during a gust of wind-- powerful winds today. I planned to attempt a harder and snowier Dawson Pass route tomorrow and hoped the wind would settle down.

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