Yellowstone

Somewhere around 37 years ago, my summer vacation took place in a family-camper-van we borrowed from my Uncle Sol, and my dad drove it from Los Angeles to Yellowstone National Park. All I remember is: 1) Old Faithful geyser, and the rotten-egg smell of sulfur. 2) Stopping at the Great Salt Lake, and the Donny and Marie Osmond studio in Utah (my sister and I were big fans then). 3) Staying a night at Circus Circus in Las Vegas, Nevada. But I digress, the destination and my subject is Yellowstone.

George and I spent a day driving in Yellowstone National Park.

We were immediately welcomed by bison in the middle of the road.

We stopped at various points of interest and walked around different thermal pool areas.

We walked our lunch off at the' Artists Paint-pots' area.

This was my favorite stop. The pools were were unique and beautiful bubbling 'paint' colors, unlike other pools we'd seen.

Of course we drove to see Old Faithful in all its glory. It's the biggest attraction with the biggest parking lot and visitor area. There are designated walking paths around Old Faithful, and other geysers, and thermal pools. There are rows of benches to view the Old Faithful performance. This is all new since my last visit as a kid.

We waited for about twenty minutes, and then Old Faithful erupted.

There is too much too see in only one day in this massive park. It is well-maintained, there is a lot of wildlife (no, we didn't see any bears), and the preserved national parks are of the best things about America.