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“Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.”

  

 

After grabbing an early bougie breakfast (and probably one of the best meals so far on the trip) in Jackson at Persephone Bakery, we headed north 2 hours into Yellowstone.

If you’re heading from Jackson Hole towards Yellowstone, you’ll eventually have to pass by the famous Old Faithful, always erupting right on schedule.

 

 

There’s posted schedules of the next eruption online or at the visitor’s center, but you can assume it’s always somewhere between every 60-90 minutes.

 

 

After dodging the crowds and keeping to our group, we then drove a few minutes north from from Old Faithful to the colorful geothermic pools at Biscuit Basin.

 

 

From the basin you can then take a 1.4 mile hike to Mystic Falls.

 

 

After an hour’s worth of hiking and returning to our RV, we then drove for hour northeast from Old Faithful for the many viewpoints dotting the path along Yellowstone Great Canyon and the Brink of the Lower Falls:

 

 

Then it was 2 hours of beeline traffic (didn’t see any accidents, but let’s just assume it’s due to tourism jumping up 40% here due to COVID-19 lockdowns preventing international tourism) westwards just to get out of Yellowstone and to our campsites at the West Gate KOA.

Once we settled in, we then had a few more drinks, came to terms with the poor internet connection all day today (which is a GOOD thing for us!), watched Noeleen’s Day 6 Vlog recap (which is currently uploading right now), and laid on the RV roof stargazing into the night.

 

 

- At time of posting in Yellowstone, it was 21 °C - Humidity: 36% | Wind Speed: 8km/hr | Cloud Cover: clear