Southfork Bed and Breakfast
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... Small world! We went our separate ways and Levi and I walked over to the view point, and I had an idea. The viewing area was surrounded by a huge granite wall, and I wanted to take a really great photo! My plan was to climb on to the wall and have Levi take my photo while I jumped off. "What's this trip about?" I kept thinking, "Carpe Diem!" So, I climbed up, jumped off, and immediately saw a flaw in my plan: I jumped up. Off a four foot tall solid ...
... of people snapping off photos and getting way too close to the animal! After a couple of snaps we kept on, stopping to look at the great thermal areas and some beautiful scenery along the numerous rivers and creeks.The park is absolutely huge (approx 3,500 square miles) and has numerous sealed roads to cater for the millions of visitors that frequent the park each year. After travelling about a third of the major loop road we stopped at the Old Faithful Geyser and joined a ...
... spiky rock formations. We passed through narrow tunnels, and we saw three mountain goats, just next to a tunnel we were exiting.
After grabbing coffee in Custer for the road, we drove to ...
... to her, wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his bathrobe. “The crosses are for Jesus who died for us. I found them in the woods when we were in Idaho. These stones are from the rivers and lakes where we camped. I thought the different colors were really beautiful. The white cloth on the middle Cross is from Justin’s bandage at the hospital and the blue cloth is a piece of Jett’s jeans. The little bottle of water is from the ...
... it, but he still wasn’t convinced. We tabled the discussion until the next day, finished our shopping and drove home.
Late that afternoon my dad called me into his study and closed the door. “Justin, I have something very serious to talk over with you and I want your honest opinion.” I could tell by the tone of his voice and his expression he wasn’t kidding. We sat. “Justin, your mother and I have talked long and ...