Kinda creepy really…
Not far into the park traffic ceased and I was told there had been a bear, but it had just walked off. I weaved up through the traffic and pulled over to look for it…only to see it was right by the road!
I took this picture and then he looked right at me. I hightailed it out of there before he decided he wanted zebra for dinner.
I have met people who didn’t think Yellowstone was all that impressive…but I have to ask if that’s because they never left their car.
I went on nearly all the little walkabouts and each one floored me.
Sure, the sulfur ponds smell like eggs, but there’s something undeniably majestic about them.
Yellowstone is an incredibly interesting place. Warm steam billows out in impressive geysters. Of course I had to sit and watch the famous old Faithful!
Thar she blows!
Mud valcano action is difficult to capture, it was throwing out some pretty good sized blobs.
Seeing this sign really made me want to ride the CDT…
Like Teton, Yellowstone featured an abundance of wildlife.
Bear with two cubs
I tried so hard to get a picture of the Zeb with a buffalo.
The park isn’t all geysers and sulfur pools! There’s plenty of breathtaking forest vistas and wild rock formations.
Here I am on the Sheepeater Cliffs, natural stone columns
Chillin’ by a waterfall…it was windy, my hair defies gravity!
I’ve mushed this post into one, but I was there for two days…and could have easily spent a week.
I camped out in the KOA off the West interest where I coughed up the rediculous fee of $37 to place a tent on their patch of grass. All the campsites were full and the hotels were even more of a rip off.
I did run into a couple friendly ADV riders there however:
Nice guys, and they let me borrow their mosquito spray. For some reason the bugs up there really loved me.
In the jucuzzi I met a couple of friendly Canadians who gave me an Alberta map in case I wanted to venture further North.
I had previously met a rider from Edmonton, Alberta who owns a bike and rides in Tucson during the winter, so I shot him a message to see if he would be willing to host me and help me with bike maintenance.
He agreed and I started plotting my journey northward. I had never been to Canada before and I was really excited to check it out.
But first, I had it on good authority I needed to venture up the Chief Joseph Hwy and across Bear Tooth Pass…