Snowmobiling in Yellowstone

Here we are in West Yellowstone Montana, all ready to go on the Old Faithful snowmobile tour.

Aaron and Talmage all ready to go.  We were just waiting for our guide, Turtle, to do the safety orientation so we could head into the park.

 

This is Anya near the end of the 65 mile tour.  She was still happy and loving it.  She also liked the bison herd behind her.

Aaron and Talmage looking down at Firehole Falls.

The kids with elk behind them.  The elk didn't even seem to mind the frigid water.

Anya and I walking back from seeing Old Faithful and taking a potty stop at the heated bathrooms.  The yurts behind us had tables and chairs set up for eating lunch in.  They also had a toasty warm stove in them to keep us comfortably warm while we ate.

Aaron's proof to me that our hair really is the same color.  We were getting our mops situated to put our hats and then helmets on.  It was a bit of a process.

 The boys pulled over with the group to check out the bison.

 The kids were enjoying the space and down time as we waited for Old Faithful to erupt.

They didn't have long to wait, but Aaron still had enough time for an elk jerky snack, thanks Grandma and Grandpa Dazey.

The eruption was huge.  This is what the kids do when I'm tying to take a picture of them and it's too bright outside. 

 

Talmage took this of us as Old Faithful was simmering down.

On the tour we also visited the paint pots, saw other wildlife, and drove faster than the speed limit and summer tourism usually allows. We were nice and warm on the super comfortable snowmobiles and felt like we nearly had the park to ourselves.  It was a fun experience we will be talking about for a long time.