Friday, November 16, 2012

The Wild West

I recently had to travel to Montana for a business trip. As many of you know, my daddy is my boss, so here comes a week together in my tiny car (it gets good gas mileage). So we started out on our journey to Montana. If you have ever been west of the Mississippi River, you will know that their are a lot of historical landmarks and National parks with views that will take your breath away. Everything we saw and witnessed was amazing. Now I must let you in on a little secret for us easterners. When the sun starts to go down, you better be happy with being put where you are. It is DARK out there. There are no city lights or even street lights on the highway for hours and hours and miles upon miles. You may be lucky if you see a house light on, maybe every 20 miles. During the day time though, you can see for miles in every direction. It truly is BIG SKY country.  During our business journey, we did make an effort to see some of the sights along the way. The Mississippi river (which I had crossed over before in Louisiana), the worlds largest truck stop, Mt. Rushmore, Devils tower (which I had never heard of before, but found on a map, yes that old fashioned thing we use to use for navigation) and then the adventure begins.  See I knew we would be traveling close to Mt. Rushmore (i did manipulate Garmin to make sure we went by there) but Daddy's only plan was to see Old Faithful. He was on a mission. We stopped in Gillette, WY for dinner the night before our journey to Yellowstone. We found out that to get to Yellowstone, we must cross the Buckhorns, a mountain range with hairpin turns and cliffs that drop off really far from any flat ground, but I loved it.
The Buckhorns

I was pretty sure I saw wolves dens. I was waiting for a wolf to walk out in front of our car. My Facebook post of that picture (had I captured one) would have said "WOLFPACK IN THE HOUSE!" After we came out of the Buckhorns there is the cutest town called Cody, WY. After you've been it for 5-10 minutes, then you enter the Shoshone National Forest. The water there on that lake was the most beautiful water I have ever seen. Although it was 40 degrees (maybe that high) I was thinking how awesome it must be at summer time. Litterally after we got out of that national forest, we arrived at the gates of Yellowstone National Park! WAHOO the wait was over. The question we had on our mind is, how long is it going to take us to get to Old Faithful? What? at least 2 more hours, we've already been driving for at least 4. Second question we asked. Are we going to have enough gas to get out of here? Thank goodness they have a gas station in here. Only $4.09/ gallon. Oh and by the way another 2 hours to get out of the park after old faithful. But, along the way to our prospective destinations we saw this big guy.
We have nicked named him the drunken buffalo (please take notice to the pine tree branch wrapped around his ear). All alone, we assumed he had a rough night, the night before and this was his walk of shame.

Now I must say that growing up in the south, the only time we get snow is in febuary or march when we're on our way to thinking about spring and even at that its just a little bit but, it shuts us down. Well, while we were driving it started to snow, snow covered the road, beat me in the face and then, the most exciting thing in the world happened. FROZEN WATER!!!
Yes, this is a completely frozen creek.

I have always wanted to go skating on a frozen pond, but with fear it would be weak and I would fall through. Oh me, oh my, I found the most perfect one and it was only the first few days on November. Can you imagine what it was be like in December, or even January. My daddy thought I was absolutely insane for my excitement over frozen water. So with that, he promised me he was freeze some water when we got back and let me take pictures of it (he was joking, I hope).

And now what you have all been waiting for, as well as my daddy for 4 days....


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