Beartooth Pass

Christopher and I recently hit the All American Road for a little weekend getaway through the mountains. We traveled the Beartooth Highway leading to the scenic northeastern entrance to Yellowstone National Park. Atop the Beartooth Pass, we took in the expansive views as the cool windy air gave us a slight chill at nearly 11,000 feet above sea level.

We camped off the well-traveled road at Lily Lake in a private, wooded area. We spent the evening near the campfire warding off mosquitos, cooking up pie iron quesadillas and roasting marshmallows. Marshmallows that were—surprisingly—a hot commodity. On our way, we searched for a bag of marshmallows at a number of grocery stores and gas stations with no luck. It wasn’t until we reached the Top of the World general store that we finally found a bag. (At 9,400 feet, might I add).

We ended our trip with a couple of light hikes in Yellowstone, followed by lunch overlooking the Yellowstone River in Gardiner, Montana.

Weekend getaways are so rejuvenating—there’s something about being on the road that clears my mind and allows the chance for me to to enjoy life’s simple pleasures.