Today we popped on our tourist hats, squeezed the helmets on over the top and set off for Old Faithful. Which, for informational purposes, is a really big, well loved and well known geyser, or gezer if your an English bloke from Nottingham. Luck seems to be with us, the sun shines and despite a chilly start the day warms quickly. Trying to stay off the main road and therefore avoid the RVs, especially the rented ones (guaranteed to be inexperienced drivers of big vehicles) we find by chance a bike path. When your bike can take you places and show you things inaccessible by car it is a sweet feeling. Actually traveling to, and around Yellowstone on bikes seems the most appropriate way to see it. We don't disturb or endanger this beautiful, natural wonderland with noise, exhaust or speed, we are slow enough to see and appreciate the details and it feels as though by cycling we are showing respect to nature. And the bike paths today reward us with some close encounters with the locals of Yellowstone, one a little too close...
and this is after she quickly reversed! Passing that Bison even after it had munched it's way further across the grass was a powerful few moments. He watched me pass and I was acutely aware that he was bigger, faster, stronger and much more at home than me, an excellent reminder that being human does not make you exempt from being a part of a much larger system. We also met a family of marmots who watched us as we watched them and a mother and baby elk, blissfully ignoring the clicking of many cameras. The geothermal features, steam venting out of the ground, geysers, hot pools of rainbow colours were just indescribably beautiful and I was happy to sit amongst the crowd to wait in anticipation for Old Faithful to erupt and amaze us all.
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