Yellowstone

We slept on the porch again. Such a nice evening that cooled down to the 50's with no humidity (i.e. dew) or bugs made it irresistable. If I slept on our deck in August in Minnesota, the mosquitoes would make me look like a teenager with bad acne and I would be soaked from the dew.

Deb made pancakes while we downloaded fresh podcasts and we were on the road by 10am.

First destination was Pickle Barrel in Bozeman. Instead of taking 289 and I90 we took a longer, more desolate route around the Bridger mountains. This is also the more scenic and curvy route. We even got to see a black bear run across the road!

The Pickel Barrel served up an awesome sammich and ice cream. We also got a second one for dinner. There was a carpet retailer with a sign that said '$37 whole house installation' and a block later another sign proclamed 'we fix $37 installations'

The temps went from 75f to 85f over lunch, and they had reached 91f by Livingston. On the way to Gardner they climbed to 95 with a stiff wind from the north. So stiff, in fact, that it overcame the velcro holding the stitch closed. That had a clip holding the wire to my headphones. The hard tug was enough to sever the cord, and now i only have sound on one side.

Once on the park the temps cooled off. We got a site, ate our Bobcat, found some beer, listened to a ranger talk and went to bed.