Mission Creek Ranch Bed & Breakfast
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... the largest hot spring in the park. The Grand Prismatic Spring is basically just a giant multicolored pool of boiling hot water. I thought it was pretty neat. That was the end of our day in Yellow Stone as we headed back for because a day of driving awaited us the following day.
As I said, we drove most of the day to where I am blogging from now, Big Timber. This will be one of my final blogs as we plan to head to Calgary then Edmonton in the next few days.
... 16 miles east. As long as we kept moving (faster than the tailwind), we created our own breeze which helped keep us from getting overheated. We stopped at the edge of town and rested under a shade tree and waited for a phone call as to where we would be staying tonight. Shortly the call came - we had rooms at the historic Grand Hotel in downtown Big Timber! It is really cool. Ann and I have ...
Last day in Livingston. BOOO
We have had such a fabulous time here and seen so many things we would never get to see in Southern California.
Vicki and Bob have been excellent hosts and tour guides.
We took them out to their favorite restaurant and ...
... pure fiction but we will have to stay alert to both the fire hazards as well as
movement of wildlife due to the fires. We hope that the haze abates so that we will have better Kodak moments.
After not getting enough sleep, driving 356 miles, and
having another hot afternoon; we were all grouchy and enjoyed snapping at each
other at least until our bellies were filled with another one of ...
... break them. There’s a porch outside.”
It was then I heard a squeaking noise coming from one of the closets. I turned, shined my light in that direction, but I couldn’t see anything. I tiptoed over and looked inside- still nothing. I went in, with Cody behind me. Nothing. I turned and came out and, as I crossed the threshold, the closet door slammed behind me and I felt two sets of arms grab me. Before I could cry out I ...