There are waterfalls, from the gentle
To the mighty....
And thundering of the Upper Falls at the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone.
Lower Falls is nearby. Most of these gorgeous scenes can be hiked to for a closer and personal view.
There are geysers everywhere. Spouting up along the way and in distant views. Also simmering ,bubbling thermal areas. They are all seen by walking along wooden pathways with warnings of the many dangers if you decide they look more inviting a bit closer.
We headed to Old Faithful but did not want to wait 90 minutes for the next eruption.
And there is wildlife along the way. We saw deer and elk and
the buffalo were posing and causing 'wildlife jams'. we saw no bears. But, the warnings about them are everywhere. There have been 2 deaths of hikers this year by grizzlies. The hiking trails were abundant but since I have this phobia about bears and mountain lions, we stayed on the well trodden and crowded paths.
The fishermen were out. I'm glad we read "A River Runs Through It" .....it was excellent and I will appreciate the rushing river a bit more.
Weather was pleasant but definitely cooler and the fleece and jeans came out. On Thursday, we had a rendezvous with half of the Hatlie couplet as Guy headed back to Manhattan Beach, Ca. from their summer at the lake. Judy flew back a bit earlier. We enjoy running into them here and there.
The clouds did come in and we headed south. On a whim, we pulled into a National Park campground in the Tetons and they had an opening. There were no hook-ups and they keep the bigger RV's separate from
the tents. It was chilly and damp but we enjoyed a fire and were very very grateful for the down comforter. The next morning we stayed buried in until the magic hour of 8 am when generators were allowed. Then it sounded like we were in the middle of a truck stop. We headed over for breakfast at the large historic restaurant. We have found that all tho the ambiance of eating in the National Park restaurants might justify the price, the food does not.
We are currently in Wyoming headed East. We had considered other adventures and itineraries but in the end, decided that it was time to get back to our other life and the realities of hot days , evenings with the Scotts and fixing the golf game.....yes, hope springs eternal.