We rode into Yellowstone NP, our goal, AFAP, as fast as possible through the park to the Beartooth Scenic Byway. We stopped at Mammoth Hot Springs to use the restrooms, and ended up browsing the visitor center and then over to the general store a block up the street. We added an official sticker to the luggage, and a leather bound National Park guide to the luggage.
We headed off on the road toward the northeast entrance. I’ve been jaded by the number of people that have been in Yellowstone on my previous trips, and this one was no different. Cars everywhere, driving fast! We pulled over several times just to let lines of cars pass so that we could enjoy what we were riding through. We stopped at an overlook above a little river/waterfall. There were about 30 people crowded around, yelling, and joking, walking on plants, etc… We took a few pictures jokingly, when there was a break in the throng. Ah well.
Look at this badd bike!:)
Along the way we saw some pretty flowers. Ooooo….
Further down the road, we happened upon an amazing lake! But now we’re not quite sure exactly what happened to it.
We passed by some fantastic open areas, with bison grazing in big heards. Though they looked like little ants in the distance, we really could tell what they were. We stopped along side the road for a break, near this river and took a rest.
After riding further through open spaces, we looked ahead to our quickly approaching destination.
It had been a couple hours since Mammoth Hot Springs, so we stopped at this picknick/rest area to take a break and use the bathroom. This was the site of the infamous “jacket kicking episode” I starred in. When we got off the bike, we set our jackets over the seats. This is when we realized that there were a ton of flies everywhere, buzzing, flying, landing, taking off. You couldn’t really stay still without getting swarmed by them. In the midst of a barrage of flies, I lashed out with a vicious frontal kick that most likely missed all the targeted flies, and made a direct connection with my jacket which after briefly lifting off the bike seat, fell to the dirty ground. Grrrr!!
We hung out a couple minutes more, went down by the little river near the picknick area, where some people were fishing, and played around a bit in the water.
We ran up the road a bit, and reached the begining of the Beartooth Scenic Byway. Let the fun begin!
Check out the Panoramics below:
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