Location Taken: Yellowstone National Park
Time Taken: October 2012
Bah. I don’t feel like writing anything overly poignant OR educational today. Nor do I feel like pulling out the elk photos again.
So here, a screaming mountain!
Seriously, it’s screaming.
Or maybe singing, or talking, or however you want to describe it. It’s pretty noisy. We pulled off on the side of the road and rolled down the windows to see if we could hear it from that far away, and sure enough, we could.
It’s underground gas escaping through narrow passages. Sorta like a whistling noise, but lower pitched and more rumbly.
Acts kinda like a pipe organ, with air being forced through small tubes.
Or maybe it’s a seriously haunted mountain, one of the two.
