GOTHANBURG, NEBRASKA HAS STAKED IT'S CLAIM TO FAME ON THE FACT THAT THE PONY EXPRESS MAINTAINED A STATION THERE IN A BUILDING THAT THEY HAVE CAREFULLY RESTORED. THE ICONIC IMAGE OF THE FAST RUNNING HORSE WITH THE EXPRESS RIDER AND HIS MAIL POUCH IS ALL OVER TOWN.
HERE'S BUNGEE WAITING OUTSIDE THE RESTORED PONEX (FORERUNNER OF FEDEX) OFFICE FOR THEM TO DELIVER HIS FREE SAMPLE OF BISON KIBBLES.
INTO WYOMING
THEY CLAIM THAT THERE ARE MORE ANTELOPES (OR PRONGHORNS) IN WYOMING THAN PEOPLE, WHICH MEANS MORE THAN 500,000 OF THESE WHITE RUMPED SKITTERY CREATURES SPREAD ACROSS THE GRASSLANDS AND I FEEL LIKE I'VE SEEN HALF OF THEM. THEY ARE SO WELL CAMOUFLAGED THAT YOU REALLY DON'T SEE THEM UNTIL THEY SPRING INTO ACTION. HOPEFULLY NOT IN FRONT OF YOUR CAR.
WAGON WHEEL RUTS ON THE OREGON TRAIL |
IN GUERNSEY, WY NOT FAR FROM THE REMAINS OF FORT LARAMIE THE THOUSANDS OF CONESTOGA WAGONS CLIMBING UP ONTO A MESA ON THE OREGON TRAIL HAVE LEFT DEEP RUTS WORN IN THE SOFT SANDSTONE.
WYOMING IS A CRAZY QUILT OF DRAMATIC MOUNTAIN RANGES IN A FIELD OF RELATIVELY FLAT BASINS AND THE SHADES OF COLOR FROM THE WIDE VARIETY OF MINERALS IN THE SOILS MAKE A DRAMATIC IMPACT ON THE VISITOR. THE DEEP RED HILLS AROUND THERMOPOLIS IN THE CENTER OF THE STATE ARE IN SHARP CONTRAST TO THE LUSH GREENERY IN THE TOWN WHICH HAS THE LARGEST THERMAL POOLS IN THE COUNTRY ATTRACTING TOURISTS YEAR 'ROUND.
I REALLY LUCKED OUT WHEN I SAW THIS FOOD VAN SET UP IN AN ABANDONED GAS STATION ON MAIN STREET IN THERMOPOLIS. A VERY CHIPPER COUPLE HAVE BEEN PROVIDING EXTREMELY GOOD BBQ HERE FOR THE PAST SIX YEARS. I SHARED A PICNIC TABLE THEY SET UP UNDER THE OLD GAS STATION CANOPY WITH A COUPLE OF LOCAL GUYS AND WE DEVOURED JUICY RIBS AND PULLED PORK.
THIRTY MILES FROM THERMOPOLIS, DOWN A SELDOM TRAVELED GRAVEL ROAD IS LEGEND ROCK. YOU HAVE TO GET THE GATE KEY IN TOWN AND DROP IT IN A SAFE BOX AT THE SITE WHEN YOU LOCK UP AND LEAVE. THERE WAS ONLY ONE CAR KICKING UP DUST AHEAD OF ME AS I APPROACHED; A MOM AND "3O SOMETHING DAUGHTER" TOURING FROM ALBERTA. WHEN I PULLED UP AT THE GATE THEY WERE ABOUT TO LEAVE AS THEY DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THE KEY, SO WE UNLOCKED THE CHAIN AND VIDA BLUE AND DAUGHTER VALERIE HAPPILY JOINED BUNGEE AND ME ON A WONDERFUL PRIVATE EXPLORATION OF THESE EXTENSIVE PETROGLYPHS.
VALERIE PHOTOGRAPHING SECTION OF LEGEND ROCK |
VALERIE CHECKS OUT THE "SPACEMAN" |
THERE ARE OVER 300 INDIVIDUAL PETROGLYPHS MADE BEGINNING 3000 YEARS AGO SCATTERED ALONG THE ESCARPMENT. MANY DIFFERENT STYLES AND METHODS ARE EVIDENT FROM PAINTING TO ETCHING. SOME OF THE FIGURES LOOK LIKE THE COMMON MODERN REPRESENTATIONS OF ALIENS FROM OUTERSPACE. I FOUND THE EXPERIENCE SOMEWHAT MIND BOGGLING WITH SO MANY UNANSWERED QUESTIONS..... WHO DID THESE?, WHY HERE? WHAT DO THEY MEAN?
"BEETLEMAN" |
BUNGEE LIKED THIS ONE |
CODY HAS A COLLECTION OF FINE WESTERN MUSEUMS CLUSTERED AT THE EDGE OF DOWNTOWN WHICH I HAVE VISITED SEVERAL TIMES IN PASTS TRIPS, SO I CHOSE TO SETTLE IN EARLY AT A SMALL RANCH HALF WAY DOWN THE ROAD TO YELLOWSTONE FROM CODY..... EASILY ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL 50 MILE ROADTRIPS IN THE WORLD.
WITH THIS VIEW OF THE WAPITI VALLEY FROM OUR RUSTIC LOG CABIN, BUNGEE AND I BEDDED DOWN CLOSE TO THE HORSES AND HOPED FOR A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP TO BE WELL RESTED FOR EXPLORING YELLOWSTONE AND THE TETONS TOMORROW.
ANOTHER BRIGHT, SUNNY AND BRISK MORNING AND WE GOT AN EARLY START DOWN THE INCREDIBLE CANYON ROAD 30 MILES TO THE EASTERN GATE OF YELLOWSTONE.
A HUGE DARK BISON GREETED US SHORTLY AFTER WE PASSED THROUGH THE EAST GATE INTO YELLOWSTONE PARK. THE BISON HAVE REPLACED THE BEARS AS TRAFFIC STOPPERS IN THE PARK OVER THE PAST FEW DECADES AFTER THE PARK OFFICIALS BETTER CONTROLLED THE GARBAGE DISPOSALS AND EDUCATED THE VISITORS ABOUT THE DANGERS OF FEEDING BEARS.
GRAND CANYON OF THE YELLOWSTONE |
I SKIPPED STOPPING AT THE GEYSERS THIS TRIP AS I HAVE SPENT A LOT OF TIME AT THEM ON PREVIOUS VISITS, BUT YOU STILL GET SOME GOOD VIEWS OF THE WHITE PLUMES AND STEAMING WATER ALONG THE ROADWAYS.
THE MAJESTIC WALL OF MOUNTAINS THRUSTING FROM THE FLATS NEVER FAILS TO ASTONISH ME WHENEVER I GET MY FIRST GLIPSE OF THE GRAND TETONS. EVEN THE HAZE FROM CURRENT WILDFIRES CAN'T DIMINISH THE IMPACT.
JACKSON IS AN ACTIVE, SOMEWHAT CLASSY LITTLE TOURIST TOWN AND THE GRAND TETON NATIONAL PARK CREATED MAINLY BY THE ROCKEFELLERS HAS PREVENTED ANY CREEPING COMMERCIAL SPRAWL FROM CLUTTERING UP THE MAGNIFICENT SCENERY.
MAIN STREET JACKSON AT 8AM SUNDAY MORNING IS QUITE DEAD.....AND SO ARE ALL THOSE ELK WHO PROVIDED THE THOUSANDS OF ANTLERS THAT FORM THE ARCHWAY INTO THE DOWNTOWN PUBLIC SQUARE.THE FALL FOLIAGE, WHILE MISSING THE BRILLIANT REDS OF NEW ENGLAND, STILL PROVIDES QUITE A SHOW WITH THE YELLOW ASPENS DOMINATING THE SCENE.
EARLY SUNDAY MORNING I WATCHED A BALLOON DRIFT SLOWLY UP AND OVER THE 12,OOO FOOT HIGH PEAKS........ WHAT A THRILL THAT MUST BE, MAYBE NEXT TIME.
I'm loving your blog, Dad! Great pictures and great info on your explorations. Sounds like all is very well for you and the Bunge. Miss you! love, Carol
ReplyDeleteMe too, loving your blog. With the historical events, the incredible landscapes, the people you meet, the food you consume and of course, Bungee's view of it all.
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