After Mount Rushmore we drove over to Grand Teton National park to camp. It was more like Alaska then any of our other camping experiences. There was warnings of bears and boxes to keep food in at night. We felt right at home. We had a fire and enjoyed the evening with little to no bugs.
Poor JJ. There were signs posted everywhere warning people not to leave food out because of bears. Josiah got in the tent while I was putting baby to bed and sat in the corner quietly. When I asked him what was wrong he said: "I saw a sign with a bear on it, I do not want bears here" It was so sad. I explain to him everything was okay. He snuggled down into his sleeping bag and fell asleep still a little fearful. Josiah is normally the last little boys in the tent. He enjoys being out in the wild and he definitely does not sit quietly in a tent. I think he may have been a little tired as well.
The boys loved washing the dishes while we were camping. Here they are washing breakfast dishes.
We had already been to Yellow Stone in April but did not get to see Old Faithful go off. We drove up and through the park and stopped at the Yellow Stone Falls to make the hike down the many stairs to view the upper falls. Gorgeous!
And of course we stopped in to see Old Faithful! In a down pour rain, lightening touching down in the park and thunder pounding through the sky we sat and wait for an hour and eventually saw this amazing sight.
We are thankful we drove through in April. We saw MANY animals last time. Not so much this time. We saw a couple bison and that was it. Yellow Stone is still a beautiful park and we enjoyed viewing it.
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