We only had a few days in Wyoming, but dear husband had never been to Yellowstone. Rather than miss it entirely, we decided to make the most of a full day in the park. I have been to Yellowstone many times, but not recently (I think it’s been 10 years). You know how sometimes you remember something as a kid so favorably, with rose colored glasses, and then you do it as an adult and it really disappoints?
Yellowstone National Park is not one of those things.
I loved seeing Old Faithful, one of the biggest mudpots, the geysers, and the wildlife. It was fun to see dear husband hopping out of the car and trying to get good shots of the bison. I grew up across the road from a bison ranch, and I’ve seen them my whole life, so while I appreciate their majestic nature…they are…just…not…that…interesting after the first few dozen. Sorry.
For the record, because it irritates me to no end, husband did not go anywhere near the bison. Or elk. Or any other wildlife. They give you a special, one page flyer when you enter the park that has this ridiculously cute (but clearly ineffective) cartoon about how you should not approach wildlife. We made it about two hours in the park before we saw people less than 10 feet away from a bison. Nothing between them except for grass. Then another set, standing right beside their car, with the bison directly in front of them. With small children. Come on people! Bison may look slow but I can guarantee they move faster than you. I know this because I just followed you up the path to the geyser. Brains people. Use them. Or I’ll nominate you for a Darwin Award. Yellowstoneisnotazoo. End of rant.
We’re already thinking about our next trip to Wyoming. Something about living in a city that makes me ever more appreciative of the wildlife and wilderness I had at my fingertips growing up.
