July 23rd
I think I labeled the vast majority of the 22nd as the 21st...so we really didn't lose a day. I just got stuck on typing a date.I guess with a long trip, it makes sense to lose track of time a bit.
It was tempting to sleep in a little while still in Glacier, but I wanted this to be more than a travel day and after 3 nights in one spot, I think we were all ready to get on the road. In fact, I think we were out the door before 7:30am. It also was only a 5.5-6 hour drive to our hotel in West Yellowstone. Drive time is a funny thing. Our drive from home to Wichita, KS (minus stops) was about 8-8.5 hours. Our drive from Wichita to Fargo, also not including stops, was 10-10.5 hours. These aren't short drives, nor are they the longest pt A to pt B drives we've made over the years. Yet, for whatever reason, today's shorter drive felt soooooo much longer.
The first part of the drive took us through some really quiet areas. It was pretty to see the hazy mountains of Glacier way off in the background as we drove through all of this farmland. We saw lots of deer along the way too...although not quite as funny as the deer we'd seen on the way to Medora. I recall some of them were hanging out on the tops of hay bales. Oh well, it was just one more thing for me to keep an eye out for on the road. The big thing was slow traffic. Much of this trip would involve driving on roads where I'd have to play chicken to pass the slower traffic ahead of me. And with all of the hills and curves, it was a rather frustrating process. Maybe this is why I was feeling ultra annoyed with the drive. We passed through several really cute little towns, but we'd wind up stopping in Helena to grab some lunch. It was just before 11am, but David's gotten pretty good at using Google Maps to find well rated dining in new areas for us...so he found this pizza place opening at 11. It was also kind of funny, because they were in a vintage Pizza Hut building. It's also kind of funny how Pepsi seems to be the soft drink of choice in the west.
Caught this as we were heading out of town...
David took over driving after lunch and got into a battle with my navigation. He didn't understand what she was telling him and he couldn't understand the map. He's very odd when it comes to NAV. When in his own truck, he runs it through his phone and refuses to use the audio. Meaning he's always visually referring back to the map. I will admit that the verbal directions were unclear, but the map based directions show up in the heads up display and I suspect he wasn't using that tool. We eventually were able to turn around and go in the right direction. I'm not sure if it was my allergy meds or the food (which was creating all kinds of issues), but I fell asleep shortly after we got out of Helena. This happened to me quite a bit when we were driving. I'd just get so insanely tired and David would have to drive. As I dozed off, I recall hearing K ask for a bathroom. When I woke up...over an hour later...David was still trying to find her a bathroom. I guess after Helena...there was just...nothing. It wasn't until we made it to the town of Ennis were we able to find a bathroom. And in case you forgot where you were...Montana door stops.
While I was waiting to check out (snacks...need snacks) a woman came in and asked if they had worms. I don't know why, but it struck me as ridiculously funny. We were in fly fishing country...it's a very common and valid question, but when he said they have worms out in the rear...I almost lost it. At least the town was super cute and kept me from laughing all day.
Cute river area...
Getting closer...
I didn't bother messing with these pics, but hopefully, you can see the faint outlines of all of the mountains in the background. The smoke was just that bad!
I decided to play with this one a little. The mountains are still so hard to see, but at least you can kind of now see them.
Now, I didn't mess with this...
I also wasn't sure which way it would take us into West Yellowstone. There were about 3 or 4 different ways, but we ended up being routed in a way that really interested me. I've always been fascinated by the seismic activity in the Yellowstone region and had read up on the Hebgen Lake quake, Earthquake Lake, and the casualties associated with it. The mountains around us may have been heavily obscured by smoke and haze, but there was no hiding that we were driving along Earthquake Lake and then Hebgen Lake. It was exciting and sad all at once.
The sign at the hotel/motel in West Yellowstone pretty much said it all with how hot, dry and smoky everything was.
Funny, in all of our times at Yellowstone, we never have made it to West Yellowstone. It was really bizarre to have all of this civilization so close to the park.
Check in was pretty simple. The hotel and motel were connected to a little store and restaurant, and that's where I also had to go to check in. At least, on the way in, I found their cocoa and coffee station. Three words...huckleberry hot cocoa! We got our keys (more physical old school ones) and moved into our room. Unlike the Whistling Swan, the doors at the Historic Madison Hotel/Motel locked behind us. Hey, I at least asked...since the ones at the last place had to be locked like a home door.
The room itself wasn't bad...well, in some ways. It was cramped, but we could make that work. The bathroom really looked like it needed a refurb. It was just that level of old where no matter how much you clean it, it always looks grimy. My biggest issue, there was a moldy/musty/mildewy smell in there and it was triggering my allergies. It was so bad that I had to resort to wearing a Covid mask in the room- even to sleep. This was before Delta blew up, so we were going more mask free. So, I was just happy I had something.
I had one goal in the park today and a whole lotta laundry that needed to be done that night. So, we finished unloading our stuff and then drove into the park. Thankfully, the west entrance to Yellowstone was literally a block and a half away.
Coming up...we get a little bit of Yellowstone time before laundry with opening ceremonies and dinner 50s style.