Somewhere along the way, we made a u-turn and completely changed our plans. Or more appropriately, we scrapped our original plan and went with the plan of no plan. Instead of heading further west into Montana where the forest fire smoke was thickening and the heat becoming more oppressive, we had an a-ha moment and went with it. "Sven, you say you've always wanted to see Yellowstone? Turn around..... let's go see Yellowstone!" For years, we've always let our lack of planning ahead keep us from seeing this iconic place. "There will be SOOO many people. We don't have reservations. We'll plan for it next year and do it then. (blah, blah, blah)" We're pretty regimented people (and I say we come by that pretty fairly considering our backgrounds), so we don't detour from the POD (Plan Of the Day) too often. I can't even tell you how good it felt to say 'heck with it- we're going anyway, let it be what it will be!' So around we turned at the Buffalo Jump and headed back the miles we had just driven toward Bozeman, then south towards Yellowstone. If Nik was going to have his own Yellowstone adventure, then so would we! As we drove along, the Montana I know and love (trees, trees, mountains, mountains) appeared before me. The thought of the vast, barren, snake-ridden part of central Montana subsided and a little slice of heaven laid out before us. We could breathe. It felt so awesome to be there, on a whim, going to a place we'd been wanting to see for years along a path so beautiful it brought tears to my eyes. (No one could ever say that I don't love Montana!) This is where we spent that first night of our new adventure. I could have stayed right here for the next 3 days and been completely at peace. It was perfect. Just perfect.
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| No, I don't know who this is, but it was such a "River Runs Through It" moment that I had to capture it. |
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| The doctor said in order to heal, I need to rest and relax. "Am I doing it right?!" |
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