A
good place for bison.
And
ravens.
Catching
bugs.
And
Trumpeter Swans.
Smoke
almost all the way here, but it suddenly got better the last hour of the
day. A short layover at a lush city park in Ennis. Green grass for
Jesse to run in, roll on, and shake off the road dust.
And
on into town at West Yellowstone.
The
weather is cool. The air is clear. Perfect.
We’ve
always stayed at Grizzly RV park right in town for easy access to Yellowstone’s
west gate. It’s by far the nicest park in the neighborhood. I
looked online for reservations and they’re now $200 a night for a van. We
booked at the KOA five miles outside of town instead. We’re very happy
with this KOA campsite.
First
things first, after setting up camp, a drive back into town for an early dinner
of chicken fried steak at our favorite eatery, the Old Town Café.
So
familiar.
Then
a late afternoon drive into the park. Yellowstone is so crowded in the
summer, but going in in the evening avoided any lines, a lot of the traffic,
and many times we felt like we had individual spots to ourselves.
Didn’t
go very far in today; Madison Junction and then off to the south for some mud,
steam, and geysers.
And
encrusted pinecones.
Jesse
crashes out before we even finish getting set up for the night.
Hot.
Gravel parking lot. Right next to the freeway. Just an overnight
stop.
Still
smoky.
Saw
a 70 mph grizzly bear today. We were going 70, and the bear was walking
up and over the roadside railroad tracks. At that speed, it wasn’t a long
look, but it was clear. That was not a brown black bear, that was a
for-sure flat-faced, spiky-coated grizzly. Our first bear sighting of any
kind this trip.
What?
It’s only a hundred miles to Flathead Lake? We love Flathead Lake.
Got
one of the last remaining sites at the state park. When we arrived at the
park though, we found out I had inadvertently reserved a walk-in tent site,
with an off-level parking spot. Like way off-level. The park host
was so nice, she moved us to an administrative site that they hold back for
emergencies. Lucky us, we got a nice level site for the night.
A
short walk to the lake.
A
bit of a slope, to get down and back. I’ve been careful not to test my
healing hamstring but it’s so much better it’s comfortable walking on level
ground now, and it turns out a few hills don’t hurt either. We won’t try
any running or jumping before August. Judy’s knee is good for level
ground and uphills. It doesn’t like downhills much though.
We
forgot about the smoke. South again tomorrow.
But
the wildfire smoke turned us south. We drove through Idaho into Montana
and stopped for the night at Thompson Falls State Park. It’s just a
little park with no hookups, but it was wonderful!
Super
quiet. Friendly neighbors. Shady. A trail from our campsite a
hundred yards right to the Clark Fork river.
We’d
have stayed longer but we could only get that site for one night, and it was
the best site.
A
little pond with bullfrogs in it.
It
was fun to hear them, but they’re not supposed to be there. The sign said
it was okay to eat them, but we didn’t.
Roadside
rest. Hwy 20.
Stopped
at a KOA for the night. It was nice enough, a forested hillside, but it
was a busy holiday place for young families. It felt like we camped for
the night in the middle of a middle school playground. Hey you kids, get
off my lawn!
We
were very close to the next-door neighbors, but they were wonderful.
We
accomplished two goals with this leg of the trip.
We
visited every county in the state of Washington.
And
we drove Hwy 20 from the beginning at Fort Casey to the end in Newport, where
it meets up with U.S. Hwy 2.
Still
state-parking it as we can. Hard to find state park spots on weekends,
but we got this one.
We
were going to continue east along U.S. Highway 2, but the wildfire smoke has
rolled in. It makes for great sunsets, but we’re going to make up a new
plan pretty soon.