A couple of days behind on this one, but better late than never right? Linking up with the lovely Kelly at This Ain’t the Lyceum and the gang…
Last weekend we took advantage of the post-Labor Day crowds and took the family to Yellowstone National Park to camp. We are so lucky to live a short drive away from the park, so weekend mini-vacations there are easy. We have friends who are storing an RV trailer in our yard that they are graciously allowing us to use, and we took that when we went. Otherwise we would have had to bring tents to augment our itsy-bitsy slide-in pickup camper. And no offense to tent-campers out there, but I am not brave enough to risk sleeping in a tent with four kids who smell like hot dogs and marshmallows in Bear Country.
Did you know that in Yellowstone, there is this lake that straddles the Continental Divide? Its significance is that one side of the lake drains into the Pacific Ocean and the other side into the Gulf of Mexico. And if your son just happens to surprise you by suddenly urinating into it (which I am sure is totally legal in a national park…)his pee will likely travel both of those directions as well. Keep an eye out for those “teachable moments”.
“Why is it called a “Guy”ser? Where are the “girl”sers?” – Bellie gets feminist at Old Faithful. Maybe Hillary will change that if she gets elected.
I love, love, love Old Faithful Inn. Every time we go to Old Faithful, I drag the family in here to see the awesome log everything in this awesome old hotel. I love going into the lobby and just looking up the several stories to the roof. And that fireplace is just fantastic! We stayed there once, and I thought I was in heaven. It is just a fantastic piece of history and one of the biggest log cabins in the world. We watched Old Faithful erupt for a second time from the front balcony. Low crowds, a huckleberry mocha, the soft sounds of my kiddos fighting over a muffin. It was lovely.
I am so proud to announce that my oldest three are now JUNIOR RANGERS. They worked so hard. How, you may ask, does a child become a Junior Ranger? Well, it involves many hours of study (i.e. completing fun activities in a workbook), going on a nature patrol (i.e. walking from the visitor center to the boardwalk by Old Faithful) and listening to a ranger’s talk (we watched a bear spray demonstration). The kids had a lot of fun doing this. My favorite thing was Spike’s drawing in his workbook of animals one might see in Yellowstone. He drew two turtles and a dinosaur.
We are the champions! We did UNCLE TOM’S TRAIL. With kids. With no injuries. And we’re not even that in shape.
So, I had forgotten that there were SO MANY STEPS. I really wanted to get close to the Lower Falls of the Yellowstone River and I figured Uncle Tom’s Trail was the best walk to take. I had forgotten that it has like one million and eighty-two steps down the canyon wall (those scared of heights may want to reconsider). Which isn’t that bad going down, but is really, really a joy going back up! The last time we had done the trail, Bellie was a baby in the backpack (carried by Hubby) and Junior was about three. He ended up falling on the metal grates of the stairs at the very bottom, skinning his knee awfully badly and not wanting to walk anywhere anymore. So our friend Eric offered to carry him all the way up those million-plus steps. Our friendship with Eric was solidified and written into the annals of friends-going-above-and-beyond history. I am pretty sure we still owe him big time for that. And as far as Hubby goes, babies in hiking backpacks are not a piece of cake going up and down that staircase with, either.
However, this time all went well. No injuries, no kids losing their motivation halfway back up again. Heck, I am super-proud of myself for not losing motivation halfway back up again. It was tempting to stop at one of the landings and say, “that’s it, I can go no further. Bid fond adieu to my mother for me.” but I kept going.
The view really is to die for. Well, not literally (there are always some really unfortunate fatalities in Yellowstone Canyon every season), but it is just gorgeous. If you are into self-punishment (or just enjoy the stair-climb machine at the gym) Uncle Tom’s Trail is for you! It is worth it.
You gotta love the worldliness of Yellowstone. There are people there from all over. We were following a family from France on our way up the
Stairway from Hell Uncle Tom’s Trail. There were Germans in line next to me at the restrooms. And a very nice group of Chinese tourists wanted to join us for lunch in our camper. They were very intrigued that there were four children. They also found blonde-haired Evvie positively enthralling. And she’s not even that blonde! (On an earlier trip, we were on a trail and there was a family ahead of us with a toddler who had platinum blonde hair. A large group of Chinese tourists surrounded the family and started touching the child’s hair and gestured that they wanted to take pictures with her. So they began taking selfies with the little girl as though she were one of the Jolie-Pitt kids. We felt relieved that our dishwater-blonde kids were wearing hoodies. It would have taken us forever to get done with that walk around the hot springs!
It’s a good learning experience to be able to explain to the kids how things are different in other countries and in other cultures. For example, the Chinese tourists were interested in the size of our family because in their country they had a one-child policy until just recently. So families of our size are not seen there. And blonde hair is likewise rare. Even explaining how toilets are different (prompted by the kids seeing the following image in the restrooms in Yellowstone:)
was a good opportunity to discuss that the U.S. is not the only nation on earth and the way it is done here is not necessarily the way it is done elsewhere. Not good or bad, either way…just different.
Have a fabulous week!