The weather was wonderful
And we basically had the whole place to ourselvesDanny was catching fish left and rightAnd using live worms! He pretended to eat some to gross me out even more than I already was ;)But it was beautiful. Danny was in his mecca. I was reading Agatha Christie novels like an 80 year old woman, and enjoying every minute of it. It was heavenBut then that night around the campfire, we started talking about places we want to go. One of my life goals is to see every national park... and that's when Yellowstone came up. He'd gone. I hadn't and wanted to. I pulled out the map and while a long drive, I still thought we could fit it into our trip. Decision time: Keep Relaxing where we were for the rest of the week... or go on a crazy adventure that could either turn out disastrous or amazing?
Seeing my crazy, excited brain spinning, Danny suggested we sleep on it. And if I still wanted to go in the morning, we'd pack up and go.
Fast Forward to morning time, I'm sitting in my chair, enjoying my good 'ol Fruit Loops thinking... and maybe it was the Toucan... but something told me to go for it.
So when my husband popped his head out of the tent that morning and saw that I'd already packed everything up, he gave me that face like, "I must love you woman because you are crazy."We said goodbye to the trees...To our favorite campsite in the world... Goodbye River... Goodbye Bear lockers... Goodbye sweet little relaxing spotAnd we set off for Wyoming...We reached northern Nevada first... and oh God... that was the longest, most uneventful drive ever. Just dirt forever...The drive turned out to be MUCH longer than I had planned. We pulled into Idaho at night and still were a couple hours out from the campsite I saw on the map.The tail end of this long drive was getting questionable. We were driving through dark, dark fields on a two lane highway. There were no gas stations. No other people driving. Nothing. What did I get us into?!
When we finally pulled into the campsite, it was around 2am and we'd been driving over 13 hours! Sorry love!
I wanted to kiss the ground, but then I changed my mind... because the ground was lava rock... and I was in Idaho. What?
We woke up the next morning to this... And this... I thought Idaho was green and pretty. You can't grow potatoes in lava rock!Did I just take my husband from his happy green, fishing trip to see this?
Stay tuned for more... :)