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... it- pretty much the only time he will willingly drink wine is at a winery. We were able to take a glass of wine with us as we walked around the property. They had a rose garden and nice overlooks of the river and vineyard. It was a relatively small winery but so cute and just what we needed! Now onto today! This morning we headed to Yellowstone! The drive through Montana is very pleasant. There are cattle ranches as well as hay fields along ...
... with ranches, wide rivers, snow capped mountains (to both my left and right) and just absolutely beautiful. I had met Leah and Cathy in Yellowstone and they had very kindly offered me a bed at their home in Livingston, Montana when I passed through. Both Leah and Cathy made me feel very welcome with Cathy kindly washing some clothes and Leah washing my motorbike. After dinner Leah had arranged a special treat for me (although the ladies may not agree) to take me to a ranch to ...
... we stopped at the nearest ranger station to request guidance as to what to see within the park in just one day. Again, Pippi isn't allowed on any trails so, sadly, since boardwalks prevail as the way to access the views of Yellowstone, Pippi and I stay back while Andy goes exploring. I was happy to do doggy duty as I have been to Yellowstone before but was sad to ...
... stranded, being still has allowed us to see things we would never of seen otherwise. To take the time to observe, to explore. I believe that positive things come out of negative things, even if you don't know it at the time. Although costing us another $500....we have had the gift of being still. By Monday afternoon we had a new carbie, Matt spent a few hours putting it in to save on mechanics bills (what a man!) and Bessy is running better than she was when we bought ...
... together. All was going well until the first major bend in the river, Here in a sweeping right-hand turn and sitting in the middle of the river stood a steel pipe, a remnant of an old bridge piling. It was slow and safe enough to go to the right of it, or to go to the left of it. But, sadly, the kids not quite realising that they were roped together, made up their own minds and, you guessed it, one went on each side. The rope tightened, the kids swung towards the ...