Chop Chop Billy Goat

We spent about a week along the Green River in Wyoming. We spent almost all of our time hanging around our campsite. The campground was along a curve in the river. On the other side of the river, there were steep bluffs topped with bushy prairie where cows roamed. Almost every night we had a fire with dry cow patties because they burned well.

One day we drove about an hour down a bumpy gravel road to a beautiful lake. The lake was surrounded by huge mountains. We spent most of the day there, swimming and playing in the sand.

Because our route to Washington went through Yellowstone, we stopped there for a few hours – 15 months after we had been there last. We saw Old Faithful erupt, and because we were downwind of it, we felt and tasted it too.