Bubbling minerals from beneath Yellowstone's surface |
It's May 29th, 2012, and we are driving from Themopolis,WY. now, trying to beat those feisty and harried TOURISTS into Yellowstone! The race was on. We are taking the Southern route in, through The Grand Teton National Park, and up, because the East entrance was still closed due to heavy snow from the previous few days. Harvey's wheels were burning up the road so fast, we both were reminded of our first (and the newbiest of newbie) long trip on
to San Fransisco three years ago. Dallas to Marin County in about four days. What were we thinking? Driving as if possessed by the ghost of Evel Knievel. When we first layed eyes on The Tetons, we just came back to our good senses and remembered why we RV...and we slooowwwed down to bask in the amazing sight out our left windows. Mary Ann said, "We are coming back over here for a closer and longer visit." The rest of the drive up into Yellowstone was awe inspiring too. There were tall trees, beautiful lakes, and the mountains seemed to be closing in with every mile. Our first night in Yellowstone was at a park that has no hook ups (for you non RV'ers, electricity, water, sewer connection) at all. You're totally using all your internal systems, and it was wonderful. We were parked near the big lake and there were great views all around. We had dinner, took a little hike, and read a bit, then turned out the lights early for our first day of seeing the park. Goodnight.......WHOA! What was that bump?
Mama Grizzly print (measured more than 10 inches) on Harvey's door....WHOA! |
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