We woke up to drizzle, and unsure of our plan to stay another night in Yellowstone. We weren't thrilled about the ruthless blood sucking Mosquitos last night, and I felt the move-on itch. So we packed up before the rain got worse and went south to see Grand Teton.
Sean remembers a picture of him at 13 in this very spot - this is my reinactment
Back up to Yellowstone where we sat in traffic worse than LA's, for a couple of bison who couldn't make up their mind on which side of the road to play on:
While waiting, I worked on my Oregon fudge (I don't know why Sean gets a kick out of this):
We gazed in awe of the Yellowstone river and upper falls:
This is where I figured out why they named it yellow-stone.
We saw this lonely dude just outside our car window (Sean didn't make me drive away this time, haha):
And then into the butthole of the park - hot springs filled with the stench of sulfer :
These smell like being stuck in a tent after a night of baked beans for dinner!
And just in case you want to take a bath in these lavender scented mud pots they make sure that you are aware of the dangers of even contemplating going off track:
But never fear, for once I followed the path:
Not that you can tell, but I did wear my pajamas all day (oh yes, yes I did!)
Well, Yellowstone lived up to it's name! We headed out of the east exit and enjoyed the beautiful Wyoming countryside:
Just when we thought that the day was over...
To Be Continued...
It's not my intention to be mysterious, I just found out the limitations to this blogger app (it won't let me post anymore photos!)
-- Posted from April's phone
Hey, so these aren't the "hot springs" everyone talks about, that you bathe in to cure all of your aches and pains. Darn, I was ready to go....?
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