Hampton Inn' Bozeman

... a beer in every city we stop in. After this we are headed to Livingston MT which some of you may have seen in a few movies, The Horse Whisper and A River Runs Through It. Will be trying to find a place to park our home on wheels for the night. Tomorrow its off to Yellowstone!!!! <br><br>Till next time, <br><br>Jess and Nic<br><br>p.s. Don't forget to sign the guestbook if you stop in

... and the Porcelain Basin. We saw several buffalo in the fields and on the road today. We stopped at Roaring Mountain which still has steam rolling out of vents along its side. The last few miles as we approached Mammoth Hot Spring were spectacular with several switchbacks around the cliffs and mountains. At the bottom were the Hot Springs that formed a series of falls down a hill. <br><br>As our time in Yellowstone came to an end we drove north into Montana and stayed in Bozeman at the WalMart.

in d** nähe von polson besuchten wir auf anraten von meinem treuen begleit** 'lonely planet' das miracle of am**ica museum. <br><br>http://www.miracleofam**icamuse um.org/<br><br>man könnte gut und g**ne drei bis vi** tage dort v**weilen, weil das gründ**ehepaar wohl eh** zur natur d** samml** als zu den jäg**n gehört ;o) we***** wäre evtl doch etwas mehr... nichts desto trotz ...

We were a day early getting to our reserved spot at the Yellowstone North entrance so this site was recommended to us. It was a nice relaxing park right by the Yellowstone River. The river is swift flowing and not very deep. It seems like most of the people here flyfish and the current moves them swiftly north and I am not quite sure how they get back it seems like a heck of alot of rowing.<br><br>Didn't do much today but relax.

... old mining town that was once the largest and wealthiest city in the west), and finally, Livingston (known as fly fishing heaven, gateway to Yellowstone&#8217;s northern entrance, and home to the infamous Calamity Jane). By the time we approached Yellowstone via Gardiner, I was psyched for my first encounter with the largest and oldest National Park in the U.S. <br>

We stopped into Bozeman for a couple days to visit Tom Starner and family - wife Kelly Ann, and kids Savanah, Joey, and Bailey. Darren roomed with Tom during his balla' days at UTSA and was coached at UTSA by Tom's dad Stu. We had a great time with a great family in a great area...great!<br>

... Would you believe that it got up to 93 today in Montana. We stopped at the Little Big Horn Battlefield where Custer met his waterloo. It was interesting and moving. How can so much hate and killing happen in such a beautiful and peaceful area that it is today. We continued on through Montana. The land is sooo very beautiful and productive. God has given us so much beauty to enjoy. He plants the flower ...

I did not wake up as early as I expected, only at 6 o'clock in the morning. At around seven, while I was just finishing unpacking my stuff I heard some noise behind my door. When I opened the door I saw Dakota jump back. To break the ice I took the balloon I got from Shasta the night before and threw it to him. This made Dakota laugh and we started talking. First in English but then we decided that it was best if we continued in Dutch. I don't exactly recall what we had been talking ...

... but the neatest thing was that it went off right at the time predicted. It's very punctual. Soon after we said good-bye to the park and took the west exit out and saw more elk and more bison. It was a wild experience and we feel so grateful to be able to see all of that. You all MUST come to Yellowstone at some point in your life! It will make you feel so proud to be from this country. Next our road turned north and we headed up to Bozeman, MT. More on that tomorrow! Later.

... shapes like wax. When I got out of the two guys' car, I set my ice cream on top and closed the door. Distraught, I realized that maybe they'd drive away just then, so I stabbed at the ice cream with my left hand and knocked it falling off the car - to c**tain uneatable gravel doom. Oh! This scene was all-too-familiar to me. I flashed back to North**n Ireland. I was fourteen years old, on vacation with my family. The hotel we stayed in had the greatest scrambled eggs ...