Hang on Fred Flintstone....those buffalo are bigger than you think. As we headed towards the exit we had a little delay of about an hour due to a very large herd of buffalo. Two males were butting heads in the middle of the road one vehicle in front of us. The bigger of the two had shoulders higher than the car beside it. Jerry took a great photo of them. I really didn't want to ride past these two. Backing up, we saw elk, pelicans (no kidding), an eagle fishing (i got the photo in the air but not when it pulled the fish out of the river). The lone wolf saw a grizzly, but he wasn't riding with us so Leroy, Jerry and I were happy to miss that one.
Old Faithful didn't let us down, and Castle really put on a show for us. Castle only erupts every 14 hours and 20 minutes so we were told. Our lucky day. Well except for the fact that it was probably in the high 30s for temps. Brrrrrr! I thought it was warm in the West. Not in Wyoming. While waiting for Old Faithful, Leroy got to talking with a couple of bikers and before the conversation ended we found out they were from Morrisville, VT. Small world indeed. I can't forget to tell you that surprise of all surprises was this very large lake at top of the park. You can see how big the beach is as Jerry races across it (kidding, it was all loose stone and more of a challenge just keeping the bike upright).
And the reason I thought I was coming down with a cold...I forgot about all the sulpher here and I tend to be allergic to that stuff. Benadryl and a good nights sleep cured that.
The next day at Cody Leroy, Jerry and I stayed close to the base camp. Some of us napped, others went into town to shop before heading home.
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