I love winter in Yellowstone; it is stark, frigid, and beautiful. We had a rare opportunity to visit West Thumb on Yellowstone Lake in a snow coach, making the entire loop usually left to the faster Bombardiers. Deep snow covered everything and even the boardwalks were almost completely buried. We had to be careful where we stepped. We were the only visitors on this day. The scene was quite different from those I’d seen in past years because the deep snow refashioned the landscape. Steam from the hot springs created frosting on the trees. The only colors were white and shades of gray. What a gorgeous sight.