So, again, the hubs has done a lot of the heavy lifting here and some about our sojourn into the West. So, I guess I'll just pick up where he left off.
So we had just been informed that our third choice campground was full, after having driven an hour and a half and braved our first bear jam to get there. We stopped at a ranger station to ask about our other options. Luckily there was another campground about 15 minutes away, which the ranger said she didn't think would fill up, so we hit the road again. The good news is both that she was right and that the campground was on Lewis Lake, which is very nice.
The bad news is that there were no showers. But no matter, we'd shower at the other campground in the morning.
Since Lewis Lake is in the very South of Yellowstone, and only about 20 miles from the Grand Tetons, we decided to head down there for a bit. The Tetons are pretty effing gorgeous.
However, since they were doing road construction this brief jaunt turned into quite the ordeal. Nonetheless, we ventured back into Yellowstone to see Old Faithful. This meant forgoing showers for the moment, though. But no matter, we could shower the following morning.
Here's something they don't tell you in the books: GEYSERS ARE SMELLY. It turns out geothermal activity comes from the ass crack of the earth. Nonetheless, it's still pretty cool.
We did a quick walk around the geyser basin, which has some different pools and geysers.
Aaaand as we were getting ready to leave, Plume Geyser decided to go off right as we were walking by. Sweet. I thought this was a sign, and we headed back to home sweet home for the evening.
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