We took a day trip to Yellowstone when Mister’s dad and stepmom were in town a few weeks ago. I went snowmobiling in Yellowstone years ago with my parents and brothers, but the rest of the group hadn’t been before. Since we only had a day and the place is massive, we decided to put priority on seeing Old Faithful and “The Grand Canyon” of Yellowstone.
Why no pictures of Old Faithful, you ask? Once we were sitting there among the crowd I realized that almost everyone, and by that I mean like literally everyone, was holding up their camera or smart phone, looking through the lens. My mom tells me that we saw Old Faithful on our previous Yellowstone trip but I absolutely can’t remember it, so I decided that I wanted to actually see what was happening, not just snap photos. I set my phone and camera aside and just watched.
On a better day, after more sleep sleep, I could tell you a more inspiring tale of our trip, but I’ll never be able to adequately describe the experience of Yellowstone. It has to be one of the most untouched, authentic pieces of our nation. It’s massive. It’s gorgeous. It’s raw and wild and on this trip I came within five feet of a bear and while I wanted to be all yeah, whatevs, just a bear, my heart actually skipped a few beats and my adrenaline soared because holy shit seriously that’s a bear and we’re in his home. I can’t explain Yellowstone properly. It’s worth the trip.
I snapped these next few photos from the car window during a very boring trip out of the park, caught in a huge traffic jam. Traffic? In Yellowstone? Huh, what?
And this is why. These guys are huge, scary, and have very little fear of either persons or cars around them. When the buffalo get on the road, you get off.
I’ll say, my biggest memory of snowmobiling in Yellowstone years ago was the buffalo. I remember coming across packs of them, spread across the road. We had no choice but to ride through the group and I was terrified. Seeing these guys an adult, watching them waltz along… the size OF AN SUV… my adult-self reassured my kid-self that no, it wasn’t just a crazy memory, these bitches are huge.
Afterwards, it occurred to us that we’ve been in Wyoming since May and we’re sort of just taking our presence here for granted. It took us four months to see Yellowstone! What is wrong with us?! You pay $25 for a seven day pass in the park (yes, even if you only need one day). For $50, you can get a yearly pass. Mister and I decided that we need to get a yearly pass and drive through the park in our convertible more often. We may not live here for forever and, if we leave, we’ll never have such a miraculous backyard again.