Journal entries are just that – the digital copy of my hand-written entries in my journal. If you aren’t interested in the daily details of our adventure, feel free to skip on to the next “regular” post.
Neither of us sleep well. We wake with the alarm and hit the road, stopping just outside of town on a gravel pull-off for breakfast and coffee/tea. Plan on picking up a few groceries and want to give the stores time to open.
The hardware store is asking a lot for their 1 lb propane cylinders – must be made of platinum. And they are out of water bandits. On to the grocery store, where propane is cheaper.
It’s too early to check in so we look for a coffee shop to kill time in. It’s raining so we rush from store to store. Finally find a local roaster and get drinks. I journal while Ashley reads a book about the park. (The bassalt columns I saw along the road are, as suspected, the same as ones in Northern Ireland’s Giant’s Causeway.)
On to the campground. Signal fades as we near it. We find a spot and move in. Electric hook ups! The spot next to us is an old host site so I hook up hoses and refill water (but can’t leave it hooked up.)
Lunch and try to call Mom – call drops twice. No signal at all, apparently.
We watch a movie before supper. No signal is frustrating – we’re both ready to be near some town with signal and bicycle ability. Other than the North Rim of the Yellowstone Grand Canyon and maybe a day hike we’re also ready to head on to the Grand Tetons. Once the rain clears that may be our plan.
Cold, rainy, dreary day. At least our Mr. Heater works well!