The following pictures were taken while en route to Yellowstone National Park . I had every intention of posting pictures from our visit to the Park itself, but as I culled shots, it became clear that the drive westward was just as wonderful and equally special in that so much was new, so much was exquisite.
Of course, looking at these pictures on the screen while seeing the same vistas and gorges and natural wonders in my mind, I am painfully aware of the disparity between reality and even the best of snapshots.
I always thought it might be a nice place to visit, but there were so many other places I wanted to see first. Thank goodness my husband was on a quest to get to Yellowstone sooner rather than later. I was not prepared for its startling beauty. I never imagined that everything friends had said about the Park was far from hyperbole. Instead it was insufficient and sorely lacking in adjectives.
Well, enough verbiage. It’s time to let those thousand-word pictures do their jobs!
Driving down the road, it felt as if the entire world was overflowing with beauty.
If we had a month to travel from our Midwest home to Yellowstone, it would still have been too rushed a trip.
At one point it was so very dark and we were exhausted, but we drove on and on and on. Finally we saw small lights in the distance. I thought we were nearing a town where we might find a late night cafe and a decent place to sleep. Instead, it was just the lights from a wind farm many miles away from us. The lights traveled across a vast distance – unencumbered by city glare or smoggy clouds.