Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Day 69, Colter Bay to Grant City, Yellowstone national Park.

One of the magnificent rivers in Yellowstone.

Looking down into a gorge from the road.

I climbed down to the river just because I could.

Another one of the many beautiful flowers that grow wild out here.

Early in the morning, I rode down to the lake to shoot some pre-dawn stuff. I have many more, but can't post them all.

This young buck, a doe and a fawn came into the camp this morning, and was not afraid by me presence.

A shot from across Colter bay toward the camp.

Lake Yellowstone. It's quite large. Some of the boats I saw were at least 50 footers.

Happy Lisa.

Leaving The grand Tetons.

The Grand Teton is the middle mountain in The Grand Teton range.

I made my way to the edge of the gorge to take this shot. Please, do not try this at home.

These trees were all killed by a big wild fire some years back.

Entering Yellowstone.
While standing on the edge, I took this shot.


Another early morning shot from Colter Bay.

More wild life.

When the old trees died from the fire, the new ones come up. But it'll take decades before they mature.

One of the few cascades we came across.

Continental Divide crossing number??? Too many to remember.

Nature's water slide.

How could anyone in his right mind shoot this cute fella? With a gun I mean.

We rode over that bridge.

The water was so still in the early morning, it was like glass.


Day 69, Colter Bay to Grant City, Yellow Stone national Park, Wyoming. “Awesome”. 45 miles.

Sunday, July 19, 2009. The
Colter Bay campsite was not the most comfortable situation in the world for me.
Although it was quite adequate. It leaved a couple of things I desired, and have been quite used to. There was no electrical outlet, no internet, no showers close by, and the bed was way too soft, and noisy. I logged my post for the day in Microsoft Word. The same as I am doing now. There is no Internet here either. So this post will be updated when Internet is available.
We left Colter Bay under partly cloudy conditions. It looked like the rain would be coming our way before too long. It was cold. I had on my leg warmers, arm warmers, and jacket. Our first stop was the dinning room of course for a good breakfast. Had the Ranch Hand special which consisted of a salad, rainbow trout, hash browns, and eggs. I must say, it was great. We left at 8:30AM. We had 45 miles today, and a lot of it was climbing. Colter Bay is still in The Grand Teton national Park. It would be 20 miles before we entered Yellow Stone. We were immediately greeted by some of the best views so far on this journey. I’m not joking. Wyoming is a wonderland of incredible sights. The pictures I’ve posted will testify to that. Despite the rain that caught up to us, we still had a very nice time. We were prepared, and had all our rain stuff ready, so we were as comfortable as can be expected. We crossed the Continental divide three or four times today. But because of road construction, only one of the signs was still up. Due to the road work, we found ourselves riding on dirt and gravel for about five or six miles. The traffic today was horrendous. Mostly huge RV’s. There were no shoulders on these roads either, so we had to pay close attentions as to what was going on all the time.

As we entered Yellow Stone. The attendant told us that the campsites at grant City was full, but there were a few cabins and motels available. Although we had planned to camp, we decided that another night in a motel wouldn’t be such a bad idea. When we got there however. We were told that all lodging was full. Now what, the closest lodging was too far to ride with the amount of day light we had left. And to tell you the truth, after all that climbing, we didn’t feel like riding any further anyway. I did what I always do in a crisis situation. I offered a prayer to The lord. I asked him to provide us with a place to stay for the night. And I left it in His hands. With that, Lisa and I went to have dinner. After eating, I said to Lisa, we should go to the camp ground and see if there is anything available. Maybe by chance there might have been a cancellation, or they might even take pity on us and let us stay somewhere near by. It was worth a try. So off we went. When we got there, there was a line of people at the registration office. It didn’t look good. We waited our turn anyway. When we got to the window, Lisa asked if there was anything available. The lady behind the window said that there was always room for hikers and bikers. Lisa thought it was a stoke of luck. But I think that The lord answered my prayer. I believe in Devine intervention, and I believe that God answers prayers. You make the decision.

Tonight we are at the Grant City Camp Ground. #408, right next to the rest rooms, and bear box. Oh yeah, there are bears in the area, so we got to lock up all our food, including tooth past, deodorant, and water. Good night for now, thank you for all your prayers. We really do appreciate them. Aloha, Ted.

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