July 15th: Yellowstone:
I found a beautiful camp site last night right on the river, a bit to the northwest of Yellowstone. I had never been to Yellowstone, and have been looking forward to this for a long time. Created in 1872, Yellowstone is the oldest National Park in the world.
I entered at the west entrance, the scenery was picturesque and gentle, unlike the intensity of Glacier National Park.
These lupines are for you, Christy
The scenery through the northern part of Wyoming looked much like this - rolling hills, valleys, rivers. And then it got dry, hot, flat and empty - ranch land - a lot of tumbleweed and grasses, cows, 50 miles (80 kilometers) in between towns, long barbed wire fences (I grew up thinking it was called "bob-wire" and thus had an affinity to the thing), few cars (mostly trucks), highway signs like "next passing lane in 8 miles" or town signs that read "Eden - population 220."
July 16th:
After a couple of poor nights of sleep in a row, I decided to call it a day pretty early on the 15th. I found a motel room in a little town in southwest Wyoming and got a good night's sleep.
I am now in Littleton, just to the southwest of Denver, visiting my family.
By the way, I was able to fix the photo sizes in the last two entries (July 13th and 14th).
It is easier to see the scenery now.
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