Wyoming was only a short distance, topped off fuel in Wilson ...'Hey Wilson' and then through Jackson before entering Grand Teton National Park. I had entered Yellowstone previously through Montana, so this became new territory for me to admire. A definite WOW! Had fun chatting with two different South Americans at two different times. Eduado and his wife from Argentina who now reside in LA. This was at the area where you are able to best view the Teton Glacier. We had a great laugh over my Argentinean Revolution Day experience. If you don't know this story you'll have to ask me sometime. After having a very excellent Rueben sandwich along with exceptional view at the Jackson Hole Lodge, I pulled off the side of the road simultaneously as Miguel from Venezuela. Miguel, having started from his home in NY, is riding his Harley south toward LA and then up the Pacific coast. We enjoyed several laughs off our recent adventures, including his standoff by a buffalo who decided the highway did belong to him and not some burley motorcycle dude.
Gotta love a 'Buffalo Traffic Jam' |
Creek Campground for the night...then I AGAIN remembered the first of my three words from Day two... 'no hurry'. So instead I made reservations at Madison Campground in Yellowstone, went off to view 'Old Faithful'...and she was, had the best shower in years, set up camp, listened to a Ranger tell about Yellowstone history, and now off to sleep. Oh I forgot...while walking to listen to the Ranger, I was able to watch a herd of buffalo (at least 40) play in the meadow. Sorry that Karen wasn't with me:(
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