Our RV Adventures

After getting up at 6 am (OMG!) we met Al and Adrienne at their rig at 7, and packing their two dogs into the truck with us, we headed out of town toward Yellowstone.

We planned on making what’s known as the Grand Loop, a 260 mile drive from Cody to the east park entrance, to Old Faithful, on up to Madison Junction, over to Canyon Village, and then back down along the Yellowstone River to the Fishing Bridge where we came in.

We did make a quick stop at Peter’s Coffee for coffee and scones of course. Can’t start the day without coffee.

We brought the dogs, Banjo and Abby, along in case we needed bear bait. I mean we definitely want to see bears, and who knows, we might need bait.

About 15 miles before the entrance to the park, we came across this very unusual house sitting high on a hill overlooking the Wapiti Valley.

Nicknamed the Pagoda House, it is actually known as the Smith Mansion. The designer / builder was Francis Lee Smith, who started construction in 1973. An architect/engineer, Smith, using mostly hand tools and homemade pulley systems, worked on the house for almost 3 decades before dying in 1992. Still unfinished, it stands over 75 feet high and is made from timbers cut on nearby Rattlesnake Mountain. Smith’s daughter is presently heading a project to restore and preserve the mansion.

Leaving the Wapiti Valley, we were already encountering great scenery, and we were still several miles from the park. Sure bodes well for the rest of the trip.

A few minutes later we entered Yellowstone National Park, and I was once again glad we had the National Park Senior Pass that lets us into all National Parks for free. Costing only a one-time $10 fee, it has saved us a lot of money over the last few years, including the $25 it would have cost us to get into Yellowstone.

We very quickly started seeing even more impressive vistas, including snow-capped mountains,

and beautiful Yellowstone Lake.

And all along the roadway, you find steam and sulfur vents jetting up, reminding you that you’re traveling over an underground caldron of molten lava, just waiting to escape. Oh Boy!

A few minutes later we saw our first wildlife, this bison sunning himself out in a meadow.

Wonder if he knew I was going to have bison chili for lunch?

A few minutes later we saw a big gray wolf go running across the highway about 100 yards ahead. He was chasing something that we could see zipping though the trees, but we couldn’t tell what it was. Another check on our wildlife scorecard.

After a 115 mile trip we pulled in to Old Faithful Village. It sure had changed since I was here as a kid in 1964, a lot more buildings and a lot less trees.

After parking, and getting our National Park Passports stamped at the Visitors Center we headed out to Old Faithful. A sign said the next eruption would be in about 20 minutes, plus or minus 10 minutes. When we got out to the geyser, we found it doing its usual pre-eruption smoking and spitting.

And a lot of people were already there ahead of us. But luckily we were able to find a seat.

Old Faithful wasn’t quite as prompt as he should have been. About 5 minutes late, off he went.

It’s a really impressive sight, going on for over 2 minutes, before settling down to its normal steamy spitting and spurting.

Old Faithful Spouting Off Video

As soon as Old Faithful had settled back down, we walked over to the Old Faithful Inn to have lunch in the dining room. The buffet looked really good with pan-seared trout, BBQ chicken, and of course, bison chili, among other items.

And it was really good.

After lunch in the beautiful dining room we went back to the car, and while Al and Adrienne walked Abby and Banjo, I tried to figure out where we stayed 47 years ago. (And before anyone says anything, the high temp in Yellowstone today was 66 and partly cloudy. The dogs were just fine in the truck with the windows cracked, and pretty much slept the whole time. I mean, why would we want to damage our potential bear bait.)

Anyway, I remembered where our cabin was in relation to Old Faithful, right across the way from it, and by looking a park map I figured it out.

What was then the main lodge has been replaced by a new one, and the old one is a cafeteria and storage warehouse.

And right next door were the old cabins we had stayed in, still in use and rented out today. I’m not sure exactly which one it was, but almost certainly one of the first two.

And I think they were already old when we stayed in them.

A little while after leaving Old Faithful, we saw our first elk, or at least the bottom half of an elk. He was so busy eating, he never put his head up.

Next we came across several more bison.

Then we saw this male elk sound asleep in the middle of a grassy meadow. I’ll leave it to the reader to put the two parts together in their mind.

Our next stop was what is known as the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone.

The falls in the photo are known as the Lower Falls, and at 308 feet are the highest falls in the park. If you look carefully in the photo below you can see people on the viewing area just to the right of the top of the falls. This is called the Brink.

A lot of really colorful rock formations in this area.

Finally we reached the Fishing Bridge and started retracing our route back to Cody, once again traveling along Yellowstone Lake.

And finally, the Holy Grail of Yellowstone wildlife, a big grizzly. He was ambling along the shoreline, seemingly just taking in the sights.

This is what’s known as a ‘Bear Jam’, when all the cars come to a screeching halt to get a picture of the bear.

Still ignoring all the gawkers, the bear crossed the highway and scampered up the hill and into the trees.

So we got to see a bear and didn’t even need our ‘bear bait’. I’m sure Abby and Banjo were relieved.

We got back to Cody about 5:45, and after stopping off at our respective rigs, we met back at Sunset House, a local restaurant, for dinner.

Today was a very long, but VERY fun day . . . and tomorrow –

Dinosaurs!

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Thought for the Day:

"You can have peace. Or you can have freedom. Don’t ever count on having both at once. " –Robert A. Heinlein

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Since we only had a 100 mile run to Cody, WY this morning we were able to sleep in a little and not get up until about 9.

After coffee and breakfast sandwiches, and dropping off some Gypsy Journals at the office, we hooked up the toad and pulled out about 11 am.

Our route took us about 15 miles back west on I-90 where we turned south on US-212. We were moving right along until we turned onto SR-72 just south of Bridger, MT.

Now it would have been very to easy for them to post a sign at the turnoff saying the road was under construction . . . a lot of construction.

But nooooooooo!

As soon as we got around the curve we were on a rough gravel road, because they had torn up all the asphalt.

It took us almost an hour to travel the next 11 miles, mostly because the one-lane construction zones where we had to wait for a pilot vehicle to lead us through each way. Finally, right before Belfry, MT (and yes, they have two belfries in the town) we hit clear road and sailed into Wyoming with some more great views.

Of course, they couldn’t let us into Wyoming without a little construction, but we were only stopped for about 10 minutes before we were back on our way.

We got into Cody, and the Absaroka RV Park about 1:45 and got set up.

Absaroka is a nice park, with full hookups for $29 a night.  The sites are kind of close, but not too bad. And no problems with the satellite view.

As an update, my new Winegard Carryout Automatic Dish is still working fine.

I just set it down, hook up the cables and power, and about 5 minutes later, I have a signal.

Neat!

About 2:30 we called our friends, Al and Adrienne, who are workamping here for the summer. We decided to meet at 5 pm at Zapata’s, a Mexican restaurant in downtown Cody on the main street.

We first met Al and Adrienne in Fairbanks, AK, where we were all workamping for the summer, although at different places. This year they’re working for the Blair Hotels in the Buffalo Bill Village Resort here in Cody.

After a great meal at Zapata’s we walked up and down a couple of blocks to check out some of the shops.

While we were walking we saw this fine example of what I guess you would call a ‘Wyoming Woody’. I wonder if the owner worries more about termites, or maybe pine bark beetles?

Later we went over to their RV for a while to work out plans our Yellowstone trip tomorrow. Somehow those plans ended up with me having to get up at 6 am tomorrow morning. But I guess I’ll live.

Maybe.

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Thought for the Day:

I’d be more optimistic if I thought it would do any good.

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