Uh oh! Moving roadblock...
Stay very still. Maybe he won't see us...
It seems to be working...
Quick, Carey, do your Tutonka bit from Dances With Wolves!
Beryl Spring, on the way from Madison to Norris.
By late morning, we arrive at the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone.
This is the view from Artist Point.
Looking back toward Lower Falls.
We head over to Upper Falls for a different view.
Dragon's Mouth, south of Canyon.
Mud Volcano.
We saw lots of these - antique snow-coaches.
Cute, but we prefer our mode of transportation!
Past Fishing Bridge, where we ate lunch, we get to a killer view of Yellowstone Lake from the hotel named after it (not pictured).
After almost an hour's drive beside the lake, we get to a typical warming hut by West Thumb Geyser Basin.
We didn't use this one, but we did use three others (at Old Faithful, Madison, and Fishing Bridge, where we ate our picnic lunches each day).
Ben guide me and Jill through West Thumb's geysers.
Despite the steam, there is still lots of snow on the boardwalks, frequently up well over the handrails.
Fishing Cone.
People used to fish at Yellowstone Lake and throw the fish up into the vent to cook them.
Eventually, people figured the sulphur and heavy metals might not be the healthiest of seasonings.
Abyss Pool, the deepest in Yellowstone, is 53 feet deep.
Frozen lake in the background; mountains behind that; foreground is a steaming, bubbling pool.
What a surreal place!
All good things must come to and end. We drop off our sleds at the Flagg Ranch and drive back through the Grand Tetons while the sun sets behind them.
Back in Jackson Hole, we eat at the Gun Barrel.
On the menu were things like bison tatare, but we just stuck with the elk medallions and buffalo ribs.
Notice the vest Jill is wearing. To all those I've told that this is the most comfortable vest and I take it on every trip - and Jill steals it - do you believe me now?
The total trip was 270 miles (according to my trip odometer).
We're already ready to go back!!
(In the winter again, of course!)
