Logan's Pass, the highest point of the Going-To-The-Sun Road, was completely under snow. We walked on snowfields and gazed at the black and gray peaks around us.
A few green shoots were starting to push up through the soil, but other than that, it was a land of snow, ice, and rock.
A bighorn sheep strolled by, navigating the scree slope above us.
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