We left Cody early and drove west towards the infamous Yellowstone National Park. After a few hours in the car we arrived at the west entrance. Up and over a small pass and we were at Yellowstone lake, one of my favorites in the US. We quickly had a close encounter with a huge Bison a few feet from the road and it wouldn't be our last.
After a few more brush ins with the numerous Bison we reached some geothermal sites. The rotten egg smell brought back memories from visits before. We weaved our way through mobs of tourist just to get quick glimpses of the bubbling pools. The clay pots are my favorite, there is something strangely funny and satisfying about watching mud boil up and explode in all different directions.
| One of many Clay Pots |
Later in the day we came across a large "traffic jam" near a meadow, we wondered what the big deal was? But as we looked into the meadow we saw what everyone was stopping for, a lone grizzly bear was working its way along the hillside. Taking its time and looking for food. This was the first time either Gabrielle had ever seen a grizzly bear. We joined the crowd and sat there for several minutes to watch this majestic beast stroll along the Yellowstone hills.
| Only two of a large herd |
| Old Faithful |
We rolled into Jackson late and luckily found a campsite just outside of town in the National Elk Reserve. It had been a very long day and we were ready for some sleep.
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