All of the rollercoaster driving was well worth it as we headed into Grand Tetons. Wow. Mountains. Majestic is an understatement. These were peaks that simply made us all just stare in wonder. Well, most of us. Harper wanted to run wild through the foliage and pick flowers (which is so not allowed in national parks in case you were wondering). But yeah, Grand Tetons. More than worth the trip. Another place on my list of parks to return to and spend some time really exploring and hiking and breathing in the mountain air (which in my mind smells minty, but in actuality does not. kind of a disappointment...)
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| JM Oakes - The amazing driver/photographer/child carrier caught in a picture |
And then on to Yelllowstone (or Jellystone as I like to call it). I was personally hoping we could throw out a picnic basket to entice a bear (namely Yogi and Boo-boo) to visit us, but my efforts were deemed a bit much. And alas we did not see a bear - grizzly, black, or otherwise - during our time in Wyoming. Yellowstone in June is pretty much like D!sney World, well, anytime. Insanity. Bad drivers. Confusion and meltdowns galore. But the weather was lovely. After circling the lot and unsuccessfully running anyone over, we parked and stepped out to take a look at Old Faithful. At first glance, it is just some smoke billowing out of the ground. But then it erupts, and well, that is remarkable. (I actually didn't see it, but Mere, Spencer, and D Money did and they all say it was incredible). While they watched hot water shoot hundreds of feet into the sky, I retired to the waiting rig to do puzzles with the young minions and wonder what day it was and which time zone we were in (seriously this gets complicated).
After our brief visit to Old Faithful we reversed our loop and headed back south and then east to get to our campsite before midnight. Finding a place to stay in this area was rather difficult, but after several phone calls and diligent internet searches (with very spotty service), we were able to secure lodging at the fine Abs@roka Bay RV Park in Cody, WY. We arrived to learn that fires were not allowed and wi-fi passwords were some odd combination of braille, Hebrew, and pig Latin. But as far as sleeping and having a place to dump our "black water" (ie. sewage), it was all good. While I had envisioned roaming Bison and the occasional bear crossing our path in Wyoming, none were to be seen. And I had to settle for this...
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| The only bear we saw in Wyoming |
In the morning we embarked on another exciting adventure to the place where "Under God, People Rule". Otherwise known as, South Dakota. But that will have to wait for another post...




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