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
My late lunch spot - one of the nicest things about traveling and not having a schedule is that there is also no meal schedule. I eat when I am hungry. It seems like such a little thing, but for me, it is significant.
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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