Day 3 of #mannanroadtrip2017! If you've been to Yellowstone Nat'l Park, you know words are woefully inadequate to describe the bizarre and breathtaking beauty in every direction. If you haven't been, you should go. Tomorrow.
When I was a kid on tour with The Bulla Family (later on, when we got hip, The Bullas), we routed a detour from our fair & festival circuit through the park at least once every summer. I spent countless hours looking out the window at these views, imagination captivated by the beauty and mystery of these mountains and rivers.
Then this little baby caused paparazzi mayhem!
Finally though we got to Lower Geyser Basin where we were greeted by that familiar mixture of sulfur steam and chilly Wyoming wind...if you want to experience this at home, just peel some hardboiled eggs while you stand in front of your open freezer.
Behind Caleb and the kids you can just see the boiling mud pit in which somebody (Waylon) claimed to have seen a drowned/dead buffalo.
Old Faithful, obvi.
At the gift shop, we bought postcards and, since Caleb is a bona fide bibliophile, a book about Yellowstone, and also a sticker to commemorate our first voyage in our trailer.
Yellowstone Lake, also known as on top of the world.
We finished Day 3 at Buffalo Bill State Park catching up with my darling Aunt Jenny and Uncle Jim (not pictured because I was too busy enjoying myself to remember to grab my phone from the car), whose lifelong pursuit of adventure will forever inspire me.
Also, to restore balance to the universe, tomorrow I'll post video of the kids bickering and the hovel that is the boys' seat.