West Yellowstone to Hardin, MT - 271 Miles
In doing some research I realize that the trip we had
planned for today would have been entirely too long for our little peanut. We
had initially planned to travel from West Yellowstone to Sheridan Wyoming.
Because it is really slow going through the park the best route to get to interstate 90
is to head north into Montana and then back down into Wyoming bypassing the
park. Once we actually mapped that out we decided we needed to stop earlier. We chose to stop in the beautiful oasis that is Hardin, MT. We did not know what
a poor choice this was until we arrived…
It’s time to hit the road and we leave the Lovely Grizzly RV
Park, of course we take advantage of the photo opportunity with the life size
grizzly in the RV park. I wanted one of Katelyn on the bear, because if we are
going to do this we might as well do it right, but the bear had been
manufactured out of some sort of metal or plastic that after 2 minutes in the
sun was 4000 degrees. We settled for standing in front of it. The flag was a
nice touch too, must be a patriotic bear. It is so funny to me that the closer
people get to actually living near wildlife, the more faux wildlife they like
to display in their yards, places of business, McDonald’s etc. I am sure there
are more carved wood bears in the town of West Yellowstone than there are
actual bears in the park. We snap our grizzly picture and load up. Nothing says
Christmas card picture like one of your kid in front of a ferocious fake
grizzly and Old Glory!
| Just lovely... |
| Not much to do in Hardin but play with beer boxes |
| Our neighbor, we made sure our doors were locked. |
Time to hit the road and head towards Hardin, the route gets
a bit less scenic. Katelyn is taking her afternoon nap as we pull into the Grandview
RV Park in Hardin. More like Grandspew. This place was a no frills, bare bones,
RV parking lot or as I immediately called it, a dump. The internet is never a
true gauge of how these places can be. They managed to get the one tree on the
property in every picture on their website. It’s a thousand degrees outside and
the one spot with a tree was already occupied. Scott heads into the office to
check us in, he described his encounter to me – It smelled like cat pee, the
gal was rude and they have an ice cream social every night at 7pm. But don’t
forget to bring cash because it’s $2.50 for a scoop of ice cream, though she
assured him it is a generous scoop. I would rather get a 50 cent soft serve
from the log cabin McDonald’s. Plus we might all spontaneously combust in the
heat on the walk over and then who would they rip off with their $2.50 ice
cream? We head to our area of gravel, they called it a pull-through spot but we
may have side swiped the meth den trailer that was behind our spot, so we
decided to back in. They do have spotty internet service and offered cable TV
so we head into the trailer and decided we were in for the night. Save your ice
cream, Grandspew.
| Filthy, gypsy baby. |
| Katelyn harassing Oliver. |
Oh Warrenham! You kill me every time with your blog entries! I always manage to LOL...no, really I do. Hope all is well with your clan. Miss you tons!
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