|Shaggy, Shedding, Bison of the Day|
Here is a look at our Final days in Yellowstone.
|This angry fellow, caught mid-hop, was literally, hopping mad.|
Had a right to be: an idiot driver had literally run him off the road
|Cow Elk graze in a pretty patch of meadow in south Yellowstone|
"I gotta pee, and those nosey humans in the car are watching me!"
|"Mom! Can can we go nurse in the meadow?"|
"No, baby, we have to keep up with the herd"
|"But Maaaaaa... I'm hungry! The other calves get to nurse!."|
"The other calves will have to wait till we get where we going - just like you do."
|"Aw Mom, I never have any fun"|
"You're skipping, that looks like fun to me, so, move along baby boy!"
|Pink "Few-flowering Shooting Stars" and white "Rocky Mountain Phlox"|
|Elegant, dipping "Glacier Lilies"|
|The exciting and deadly "Death Camas" - every bit of it poisonous|
|Prettiest Coyote either I or Joann ever laid eyes on.|
The Yellowstone leg of our summer peregrination is coming to a reluctant close. We left our adorable weensie cabin at Old Faithful, and took our time winding north to our room at the elegant Mammoth Hot Springs Hotel.
|Sheep Eater's Cliff - a rare moment that it was not covered in happy, climbing |
Just north of the Sheepeater's cliffs, there is a long drive through a rugged, granite lined mountain pass.
|Looking north, through the pass towards Mammoth Hot Springs.|
|A look back up the pass, north of Sheepeater Cliffs.|
|One of numerous impressive outcroppings along the pass|
|On drive along "Grand Loop Road" at the top of Mammoth Hot Springs|
|New Highland Terrace area|
|Orange Spring Mound|
|Another view of Orange Spring Mound|
|Between wonderments were patches of wild Larkspur|
|Close-up of winsome Larkspur|
|Alkalie coated scenery, dotted with snags|
|Looking over Mammoth Hot Springs Terrace to see the big Hotel, cabins and Ranger housing below|
|The northern most bit of Yellowstone, the stone entrance gateway to Yellowstone.|
|Enjoyment? I should say!|
|Elk Cows grazing along the 50 yard line|
|Mr. & Ms. Canada Goose take their brood of six out for a stroll. Can you spot all six?|
Hotel Host: "Yes Ms. Miller, we have your cabin ready... 2 bedrooms, 3 queen beds and if you look at the map, you are located right next to the restrooms."
Claire: "Excuse me... what do you mean, "right next to the restrooms"? I was told have a private bath in our cabin, right?"
Ok, now imagine as I said the lst bit there, my face was beet red, and there was a bit of frothing at the corners of my mouth. I was upset. It seems the clerk who earlier booked the room for me missunderstood what I meant by "We have our own bathroom, right?"
AAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHH! Turns out the clerk assumed easy walking distance to a share bath was very-nearly-almost the same thing as us having 'our own bathroom.'
Ok, I made the teensiest, not-to-many bones broken, scene. Didn't mean to, but in my defense, at my age - I mean I'm 60 years old - when I wake up at 3AM and need to pee, I do not need or sometimes even have time to get dressed, and hike, to no damned 'shared' bathroom.
Much fuss later and TADA! Sure enough, the hotel had a room - 2 queen beds AND a private bathroom in reserve. It turned out to be even cheaper than our original reservation so score!
|Our adorable, and hard fought for private bathroom. SCORE!|
|The Mammoth Hot Springs Restaurant's oh-so-elegant dining room|
|View from the restaurant dining room - the Ranger & staff housing|
|There were vast meadows, with bison - only one here though, and lots of Pronghorn: 2 ewes in the foreground|
|This buck and his does enjoy a little tufted grass for their afternoon snack|
|Do not often see Pronghorns anywhere near water - so this lolling buck by the river was a treat|
|Another buck chews his cud with lis little harem|
|Oooh, and some nice scenic spots to peruse along the park's eastern reaches.|
That big wooly bugger beat us up and stole our lunch money. What a grouch! Hum... kind of makes you wonder what that little tree did to rile the big fellow uplike that, doesn't it?