Day 62 - A Great Day For The Irish

Well we didn’t need to drive terribly far to get to Yellowstone, and because the majority of the park was closed off (including Old Faithful), there was only a limited things that we could do. We got to sleep in until about 10 and then we hit the road.

Along the way we saw beautiful landscape and Emma and I both started to fall in love with Montana. I was literally picturing an wide open plain with no one around and tumbleweed blowing across our path every 30 feet. But it was very inhabited with people and it didn’t look like the places we were driving through were run-down.

We got into the park in Montana and after driving for five minutes we were in Wyoming! Now I don’t want people to think that we weren’t going to get the full experience of the Yellowstone National Park because a lot of it was closed off. The park itself is as large as the states of RI and DE combined! That’s ginormous!!! If you ever some here for a visit, allow yourself almost a full week! You would literally have to cover the area of miles and miles of road to get to different parts of the park.

Well Emma and I grabbed a map at the gate and found a trail that looked fun. About a half-mile into the trail, we were in knee high snow. Apparently not all the trails of the accessible parts of the park were good for hiking. They did however have a good couple of miles of boardwalks. We were in the area of the hot springs. Now when I went to Costa Rica with my father, I was lucky enough to go swimming in a hot spring. The hot springs at Yellowstone were not the swimming kind. They were much more raw and natural. The fact that it was a bit chilly in the mountains was nice because you could see the steam coming from the springs very easily and it appeared very thick, even from far away.

We looked at the forecast and it was supposed to rain in the early afternoon, but we were able to get about an hour of rain-free day. It started to rain when we were walking along a river that if you travel about half a mile, there is a swimmable area 365 days area because of the spring water. We didn’t get to make it in time, but when I dipped my hand from a half-mile down river the water was still pretty warm.

Like every Irish American in the U.S. we chose to celebrate Saint Patrick’s Day with a typical Italian dinner. I was craving some lasagna and I personally didn’t want to celebrate St. Patty’s day with strangers who like to pretend they are Irish.

Oh well, I’ll have some green beer next year.

Aramis

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