Firehole Cascade.
Old Faithful.
My favorite Lake Yellowstone shot.
Today is a long drive and I won't be posting until I get home. So, until Tuesday, happy trails to me.
You can call me Chris. Not Christy. Just Chris.
Firehole Cascade.
Old Faithful.
My favorite Lake Yellowstone shot.
Today is a long drive and I won't be posting until I get home. So, until Tuesday, happy trails to me.
Next up: Yellowstone.
After we hiked we drove up to the ski lifts at Bridger Bowl. They are closed for the season, but there is still some snow up there.
Then we hit the local Wal-mart (it looks like a ski lodge, too) for some salsa fixin's and went home. Gary fixed his famous marinade (their son Matthew says he would drink it if they let him) then we soothed our tired muscles in their hot tub for a bit and watched a couple of movies before eating steaks, baked potatoes, bread and broccoli. Before bed I got introduced to games on the Nintendo Wii that Matthew bought with his savings recently. I am a decent bowler, but really stink at golf and Super Mario Bros. racing. They made Angie and I race each other and they got a good laugh out of that. We were usually vying for last place finishes.
It was a great Labor Day indeed.