Ennis, Montana: Sunday Evening, July 28, 2013

Cheryl: By 7:40 a.m. we were on the road out of Cody, Wyoming heading for Yellowstone and the wide-open-no-speed-limit roads of Montana. Yellowstone proved to be an easier pass through than we anticipated, so we arrived in Ennis  at 1:30 p.m. Now, we’re all set in a familiar RV Park where we’ve stayed a couple of times previously.

Next morning: Monday, July 29, 2013

This morning dawned bright, clear and COLD! I woke up around 5:00 a.m., jumped out of bed, turned on our trusty little heater, and jumped back in bed! It’s 7:40 a.m. now, and warming up both outside and in the trailer. I’m moving kind of slow this morning with pajamas still on and the dogs under the covers with me as I write this. I've got to throw on some clothes pretty quick and take them outside for their morning stroll!

Yesterday, Yellowstone gave up some of its riches to us as we, along with many other vacationing, Sunday drivers, inched our way through its amazing terrain. Bison were on the roads causing cars to stop and grown men to jump our wielding cameras dangerously close to them. We drove past several stretches of open meadows dotted with large herds of Buffalo. It’s heartening to see them coming back in such numbers after being so devastated. 

We also watched deer and antelope play . . . wait, isn't there a song about that? At any rate, we also enjoyed seeing streaming puffs from thermal pools along the way.

Last evening Frank went in search of a penny machine in Nevada City to get “squashed” pennies for his grand-kids’ penny books. After struggling with the world’s oldest and in-much-need-of-maintenance penny machine, we finally got two semi-acceptable pennies. Today we visit with Pam and Rick and tomorrow strike out for Seattle to see kids and grand-kids.

Frank says, “What SHE said.”