|Mean looking storm clouds hovering over the eastern gateway to the park: West Yellowstone|
|Another Day in Yellowstone... Hey, pass me some of that clover.|
|Off to the north, the park was plenty full up with the lingering snows of winter|
|Old Faithful blowing off some steam, late in the day (iPhone photo)|
|The Snow Lodge - must be time for breakfast!|
Our first morning in the park we visited the elk strewn, West Thumb Geyser Basin. Loads of wooden boardwalk to traverse, and lots of cool colorful pool of water to gaze into.
|On a chilly morning sitting near a geyser really |
warms up a body - especially if you're an elk
|Yellowstone Lake shimmers in the distance|
|Most of the geyser pools are sky blue
Just above are the boardwalks along the Lower Geyser Basin are where classic examples of bubbling paint pots and high rising geysers can be seen.
And can one stop with the Lower Geyser Basin? Nope. there was one infamous park spot, forever a joke between myself, Barbara and her boys back in the 1990s when, tired, we couldn't manage to say 'Biscuit Basin' and it came out, wrong, forever to be known to us as 'Biscuit Bacon'.
|A bridge crosses the Firehole River over to the Biscuit Geysers|
|The colorful Biscuit Bacon... I mean, Basin|
|Riverlett running off a sizable 'biscuit' and into the Firehole River|