For most of the trip to this point we’ve developed a routine of rolling into our destination in the late afternoon, setting up camp, and cooking dinner over a fire. We haven’t done much of the tourist activities in the places we’ve visited, which we aren’t lamenting, but we also haven’t done much hiking. Today we went for the first real hike of the trip, a five mile walk around Jenny Lake to Hidden Falls in Grand Teton National Park.
For several days, Emily has been joking about visiting Yellowstone and Old Faithful, calling it Disney National Park. When we arrived at Old Faithful ten minutes after the last eruption, we killed the next ninety minutes catching up on postcards and writing some of these blog entries. As the benches filled around us in anticipation of the Big Event, we overheard one couple comparing the site to a replica at Disneyland, which apparently has the advantage of a shorter wait between eruptions. Two other travelers were on cell phones with their wives, instructing them to pick them out of the crowd on the constantly refreshed Old Faithful webcam. We’ll confess that we made like LA sports fans in leaving 30 seconds before the end of the show in order to beat the feather-footed RV drivers out of the lot.