The lovely Lake Shoshone comes into view and presently we are standing on its shore looking down through its blue waters. The elevation of this lake is greater than that of its royal neighbor, the Yellowstone.
CAMPING ON THE SHORE OF LAKE YELLOWSTONE.
This most lovely of all American lakes, the Yellow Stone, is perched high in the very heart of the mountains, its blue waters lapping the base of cold, snow-capped peaks, rivals in beauty the far famed Lake Maggiore.
On these beautiful shores fair Nausicaa with her golden ball might have deigned to tread the mazes of the ball-dance.
The elevation of this lake is marvelous for its size. Drop Mount Washington, the highest peak in the White Mountains, into the center of it and the summit would be swept by a current half a mile deep.
This lake affords royal sport. Here are the most beautiful fish in the world, the rainbow trout.
Through a pine-clad gorge flanked by high bluffs the impetuous Yellowstone River makes its way until it leaps the great falls and plunges down three hundred and fifty feet to the cañon below.
On the sides of the spray-washed walls grow mosses and algæ of every hue of green, ochre, orange, brown, scarlet, saffron and red. On rugged peaks are brown eagles’ nests.
The Grand Cañon of the Yellowstone, would you describe this marvelous gorge, language is inadequate, words are poor.