Summer 1999
Summer 1999 saw us heading north. Yellowstone National Park is a long, long way from Houston, but we decided to drive to it, taking the telescope and a tent - and the maps are correct. Yellowstone is indeed a very long way from Houston, but via places with romantic sounding names such as Cody, Wyoming we actually got there in one piece. In Cody we actually sat and ate in the hotel called “The Irma” named after Bill Cody’s daughter we believe, and we sat at the table which the little placard said she liked to frequent.
Yellowstone is a magnificent and majestic place, and we
arrived to a cold wind and clear skies – it was June. During the first few days it snowed on us, but the place was
wonderful, and we saw bison and bear and all kinds of wild animals.
The skies were very dark and we were only put off from staying out all
night by the low temperatures.
On the way back we stopped for several days near Loveland, Colorado and made several visits to Estes Park, climbing high into the Rocky mountains where we saw mountain lions running across snow fields and encountered magnificent scenery, as you can see in the photographs. Colorado must indeed deserve the name we have given it on one of the captions – God’s Country.