Spotted this behemoth in the parking lot near Old Faithful.
I've decided not to even attempt to post pictures of our recent vacation to in any sort of chronological order...we covered about 3,900 miles. Yes people, that's 3,900 miles!! Much of those miles were on scenic routes and back roads. Some were on dirt roads... I'll just divide up the trip like a pie. Everybody likes pie...right?
Our travel along the Beartooth Highway will be featured as the first slice:
|We started at the bottom of this valley - coming south out of Red Lodge, Montana.|
|We kept going up...and up...|
|...until we were above, well, pretty much everything.|
|Marcy and I took about seventeen thousand pictures. Each.|
|The top was surprisingly flat-ish. Yes, we sang I'm On The Top of the World. Badly. Very badly. Fortunately Steve was able to supply some forgotten lyrics. Unfortunately Marcy and I sang them.|
|Even the road construction stop was breathtaking. |
(This is not it...the stop looked at least this nice...if not better)
|Watch out Kaith! Your evil genius is showing.|
|Sterling and Grandpa learned what happens when a plastic bottle full of liquid |
nitrogen is sunk in the bottom of a barrel full of water.
|Ride 'em caterpillar!|
|Trevor and Sterling are really into music.|
|No, there wasn't really a rope swing...but Miriam and Andrew were well able to improvise.|