Wednesday we went to Canyon Village, then to what they refer to The Grand Canyon of The Yellowstone River. It really is cool, but if you have ever seen the real Grand Canyon, and you were expecting something along those lines, it will leave you feeling a little underwhelmed. But take it on its own, it's really cool. There are two water falls within a mile of each other, we walked down the half mile of step switch-backs of a 600' drop to the Lower Falls, as it was way closer. There was a couple promenades built where we could look out and see the cascading water vaporizing as it shoots over the fall. It was pretty impressive, and almost as impressive was thinking about the poor slobs that built the concrete promenade. How the heck did the get the concrete down there? I've supported myself and my family with my wheel barrow prowess for a while, and let me tell you, brother; ain't no way in the world I could get a wheel barrow down that trail full of mud!
Looking over falls
Then when we got back to West Yellowstone we went to the little local museum. It's pretty interesting to think that until they put in the airport in the 60's this little community was just shut off from the rest of the world for 6 months out of the year. No mail, even for 6 months! The afore mentioned "snow plow train" was only a once a year event, in the the spring, like mid May! Now they can keep main roads clear and open year round but even in the 60's in their new airport, they were only landing small, light aircraft with skis instead of wheels for landing gear! I read that one town (Cooke City) just north of Yellowstone had a record of nearly 34 FEET of snow.
This is "Old Snaggle-tooth," a locally famous bear that got poached: the poachers got caught.
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