Fresh off a morning of biking a single-track loop around Jardine and a smoking downhill into the town of Gardner I sat in the passenger seat of my partner’s Focus wagon. I leaned my head against the window. Sight seeing in a car is just not my cup of tea.
But then again we were driving into Yellowstone Park. And if all things turned out right I could get a few cool images. Dreams of grand mountain bike adventures faded when we pulled into Upper Terrace Drive. I started to see color and geological formations that were simply beautiful.
But then we ran into the reality that this area is as busy as a port-a-potty at a mountain bike race. We decided to move on. And then we spotted a grizzly and her cub. Suddenly a mob of people swarmed by our car and the natural sight disappeared into the abyss of human ass. We stayed only to see who won the bet on which ass would get eaten first.
Then evening came and all the little sight-seers started leaving. After all they had to get out of the park to hit up the nearest McDonalds. Delighted, I had the Norris thermal area all to myself. Also I was able to snap off a couple of cool photos before darkness enveloped us.
It is amazing how this wonderful land becomes smothered every single day by the curious dreamers who have imprinted in their mind the wonderful stories of Yellowstone Park. I usually do not partake in this type of thing. I mean all I have to do is go out my back door for adventure.
With the hordes gone I was able, for the first time, to see what the fuss is all about. But only because all the humans were gone. With people crawling all over it is hard to see nature.
We left this wonderful land satisfied that the adventure by car into Yellowstone park (Brought to you by Toyota) was worth it.
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