Early morning walk with the dogs along the shore, with the moon still shining.
We'd been given a Be Bear Aware pamphlet when we arrived in the park. It tells you how to live around bears and has a section titled Bear Etiquette. Apparently it's not polite to throw your backpack or food at a bear in an attempt to distract it - presumably from eating you. Right, like I'm not going to throw everything I have handy (Dan included, but not the dogs of course) at an approaching bear. They also suggest it's best not to abandon food because of an approaching bear. You should pack up the food and "take it with you" I'm not kidding, this is what it says.
We set off for the first day of exploring Yellowstone. Old Faithful was the first stop and it didn't disappoint. Lots of gushing geysers and glorious hot spring pools.
And this rather wonderful sign.
Sure, it's always the dumb boy who does the stupid thing and the sister who laughs and then tells on him, isn't it? And note the clueless parent in the background.
Saw our first buffalo, (or is it bison?) elk and moose, and had a nasty reminder that no buffalo is really worth getting too excited over.
Another day of Yellowstone tomorrow and then we start the home stretch. Must admit I'm getting itchy feet, particularly as we just heard that the building we were originally interested in for the Tea Room is now back on the market - at 30% less than a year ago. Looks like we'll be cutting the trip short a couple of days and should be in PT by Friday, in plenty of time for next week's Annual Girls Night Out, a late night shopping event downtown to benefit mammogram funding. New friend Susan has invited me to tag along - and guess what this year's theme is? Cowgirls! My red boots will have their first official outing. Now I just need a cowboy jacket. Red suede, I'm thinking. Butte, Montana is looking promising.
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