Big Boy statue, Wapiti, Wyoming

I knew this was here or I would have flown right past it.  Off in the middle of a farmer’s field, pretty far off the road, actually, sits this Big Boy statue on a concrete slab, patiently waiting for someone to build a restaurant behind it.  Apparently this mysteriously appeared in 2013 and no one claims to know anything about it.  I have a full frame picture I can send anyone who is interested.

I didn’t want to march out in the field for a closeup because for all I knew there was some guy inside with a 12 gauge shotgun just waiting for trespassers.  “Git off my land Mister.  Go on now, Git!”

This is on the road between Cody and Yellowstone.  I was trying to get back through the park before one of the roads on the west side was closed for the night (8P-8A for maintenance).  Well I got delayed twice, once by a herd of bison who literally stopped traffic for 15 minutes or more as they blocked the road, and a second time after I came across what appeared to be a bicyclist who had been struck by a vehicle.  I had no cell signal, which was the case most of the day, and had to drive about 15 minutes before I could try and call 911.  I finally found a spot but it didn’t seem as though my call went through.  Sure enough, someone from Yellowstone Emergency Services called me back but I had to stop in a turnout (in a very specific spot where she could hear me) so I could give her the information.  I made it out just in the nick of time but still had a 90-minute ride home.

Surprisingly I didn’t see any wildlife on the drive back to Bozeman (was worried about all those damn black cows).  I got back to the house at 10P local time and it was just about totally dark.  My windshield was plastered with bugs and I could barely see (I need some of those NASCAR tear-offs).  I am one tired buckaroo but my first day in (and out and in) Yellowstone was very rewarding.  And I plan to go back down there tomorrow.

Put 509 miles on the car today.  4,465 miles for the trip so far, and I’m only done with Day 9!


I tried to get the levity out of the way today.  There will only be two posts tomorrow night regarding a more serious subject.



Cody, Wyoming

Cody is what I always visualized a Wyoming cowboy town to be.  As you can see, they say this the Rodeo Capital of the world.  You can stop at the DQ and get a Blizzard AND rodeo tickets (seriously, it said that on their sign).  If I wasn’t staying so far away I would have loved to stay and watch the rodeo at 8PM.  I’ve never been to one and it seems like this would be the perfect place.  May need to come back and do that someday.

Before I got to Cody I passed a truck sitting by the road.  And in case you didn’t know, Yellowstone is almost entirely in Wyoming, so once again I spent most of the day driving down there.  Well this truck was at one of the many watercraft inspection stations I’ve seen this trip as I pop in and out of the state.  State law mandates that all watercraft entering the state MUST stop at these inspection stations run by the Wyoming Game and Fish Commission.  So here was this truck, sitting by the road in the frickin desert, waiting for boats or jet-skis to mosey on by.  I though, “how lonely of a task is that, especially when it’s a gazillion degrees?”.  So I turned around to go back and ask how their day was going….

Turns out it was a nice young lady who said she was substituting for someone else.  She had inspected a total of two, count ’em, two watercraft today, and wasn’t really expecting any more.  I told her I hoped she was well paid and she said she was.  She said she is going for her Masters degree so spends the time studying (while keeping an eye on traffic).  It was good to hear she was using her time wisely and not just reading some steamy romance novel.

This all happened just south of The Middle of Frickin Nowhere, Wyoming.  Actually, it was near Clark, WY (pop. 300).  She was out there with just the truck, a small shelter for shade, and a port-a-potty, bless her heart.

As I left the desert town of Cody to head back towards Yellowstone I felt like I went through some kind of time/space warp.  There was a tunnel (3 quick ones, actually) through a big mountain and when I came out the other side here was this gigantic lake.  It is the Buffalo Bill Reservoir and it is huge.  I sure didn’t see that comin’.


Snowball fight at 9,965 feet

Saw these young ladies frolicking in the snow.  Don’t worry, I asked their Dad, who was standing next to me, if it was OK to take their picture before I did (unlike my mother asking our neighbor if it was OK for her to cut some chives after she already had.  Frances Grey!!).

And it appears that the mountains with substantial snow left at the top reach 10,000 feet or higher.  There is obviously some snow below that level but that is where the serious accumulation remains.

Highest point reached today was 11,052 feet (and STILL no cell service!!).  For those of you wondering about the numbers, my spiffy new GPS unit provides altitude on demand.  I’m on my 3rd GPS unit, by the way, having thrown the first two out the window when I got aggravated with them.

Beartooth Butte, Yellowstone

No butt jokes, please!  This is Beartooth Butte and Beartooth Lake in the northeast portion of Yellowstone National Park.  And it’s butte, pronounced as in “Trump said Macron’s wife was a beaut”.

I have sooooo many mountain pictures and I don’t want to bore you with too many, but when I do post any I’ll try to pick the best ones.  As Al Pacino said in “Scent of a Woman”: I’m just gettin’ started….   Given my itinerary expect more mountain, stream, lake and snow pictures to come.  And hopefully some interesting wildlife.  Saw lots more bison today, alone and in groups.  Also had to stop (again) as several cows crossed the road.  Is it a herd?? A pack??  A bunch??

Talked with some newlyweds from Oregon who saw a group of antelope being chased by a bear earlier in the day.  Still haven’t seen any elusive Bighorn Sheep so far this trip, although there were more warning signs.  I did see some ordinary sheep in eastern Wyoming yesterday on my way up here.  Alas, no other critters today.

Oh, and I figured out why there weren’t many motorcycles in Sturgis.  It’s because they are all in Yellowstone.  Saw almost as many bikes as campers & motorhomes, and there were lots of both.

Bighorn Mountains, Wyoming

Although I was traveling from South Dakota to Montana I actually did the majority of my driving today in Wyoming.  Once I got on the interstate this morning it wasn’t long before I was back in Wyoming.  I took I-90 west past Gillette and north towards Sheridan.

A short while after I passed Gillette I got my first glimpse of snow up in the mountains on the horizon ahead of me.  I thought I knew where it was but, as usual, I was wrong.  I’m going to have to study the map to try and figure out exactly which mountains they were.

In any event, once I got past Sheridan I got off the interstate and started heading due west on my trusty scenic roads.  The two roads I took (14 and 14A) cross over the Bighorn Mountains, west of Sheridan. After getting over the first mountain the road splits, with 14 heading southwest and 14A continuing west.  I decided to stay on 14 most of the way to Greybull before backtracking and taking 14A to Lovell.

While approaching the mountains from the east I was at about 4,500 feet and it was 84 degrees (at about noon, local time).  Once I reached the first mountain peak (Cutler Pass) I was up at 8,347 feet and the temperature had dropped to 60 degrees.  I continued down 14 towards the little town of Shell.  The photo above was taken about half way down the mountain.  I took some other photos which I had intended to post but I don’t think I like how they turned out.  They may make an appearance later.  Once in Shell I was back down at 4,474 feet and the temp was back up to 87.  As I doubled back on 14 I went through Granite Pass (9,033 ft, 69 degrees) and as I went west on 14A the highest point I reached was 9,565 feet, 64 degrees.  At that point there were several good sized patches of snow about 100 feet further up the hill on the side of the road.  That overlook was just called “Observation Point” so I’m not sure exactly which mountain peak it was.

After that it was a VERY steep descent (10 degree grade, which is fairly steep for truck traffic) and I was quickly down below 5,000 feet.  As I drove away from the mountain I noted that while approaching the Bighorns from the east they were a lush green color, almost completely covered with trees, and were very inviting.  Looking back from the west, on the other hand, they were rocky, barren and harsh in appearance.  Quite a contrast.

Once I got down off the mountain there was a stretch of road that went about 8 miles in a straight line towards a huge lake.  When I got there I found that it actually was a lake and not a mirage.  I was back down at 4,800 feet, in what was a more desert-like environment, and it was a toasty 93 degrees.

Didn’t see any critters (still no Bighorn Sheep, not even in the Bighorn Mountains).  Oh yeah, there was a big black cow that crossed the road in front of me up at about 8,000 feet.  She was walking away from me, parallel to the road.  I had already slowed down and when I saw her turn to the left I stopped completely as she meandered across the road without a care in the world.

Still thinking about that snow off in the distance…  I assumed it was on the Bighorns but was considerably more volume than what I saw up close.  There are some mountains south but they are about the same height as what I crossed.  And they were too close to be the Rockies.  Maybe IT was a mirage…..

Sanford Underground Laboratories

When I was in Lead, South Dakota yesterday I saw several signs for the above-mentioned facility.  When I got home last night I Googled it and was so intrigued I thought I’d better come back on my way out of Rapid City to get more information.

What you are looking at is the Visitor Center for the lab.  The lab itself is underground in the former Homestake Mine and is not open to the public.  Homestake was the largest and deepest gold mine in North America before closing in 2002.  Parts of the mine are up to 8,000 feet underground.

This facility is where up to 1,000 people per day, mostly scientists and technicians, work doing scientific research (duh).  They mainly study dark matter (although I’d think just about anything 8,000 feet underground would be pretty dark) and neutrino (which I’m not even going to attempt to explain.  Just Google it.).  Way over MY head!!  There are no tours of the facility itself but the Visitor Center did have lots of photos and graphics which attempted to explain exactly what it is they do, as well as giving information on the history and workings of the gold mine which preceded it.

After leaving the Center I drove through Deadwood (the next town over from Lead) again and discovered that I had only walked through the historic Main Street area yesterday, and there was quite a bit more of the town to see.  Then I headed out to the interstate and starting working my way towards Bozeman.


Devil’s Tower National Monument

I actually visited Devil’s Tower yesterday during my big scenic loop.  It is in extreme northeast Wyoming.  I was originally planning to stop here on my way to Bozeman today (if at all) but since I passed right by I thought I might as well stop and get a picture.

I say “if at all” because I was here many years ago and had been debating if it was worth the time spent to get here and basically say to myself, yup, it’s still here….

It is a very impressive quirk of nature, though, and it was nice to see it again.

Saw many signs during the day yesterday, both in Wyoming and South Dakota, warning of “Bighorn Sheep Crossing – Next xx Miles”.  Well I didn’t see any Bighorn Sheep, crossing or otherwise.

Spearfish Canyon Scenic Byway

After revisiting the two parks I went to yesterday I took a big long drive on most of the scenic roads in the area (and there are lots!).  This also meant crossing over in to Wyoming for about two hours.  Once I got back in South Dakota I visited some of the towns located between Rapid City and Belle Fourche.  This included Spearfish, Cheyenne Crossing, Lead and Deadwood.  Of all those, Deadwood is probably best known.  The Main Street there has some nice old hotels and there are some newer ones as well.  Lots of bars and restaurants (meaning overpriced steak joints), and of course lots of “gaming establishments”.

I traveled to these towns on the Spearfish Canyon Scenic Byway which was probably one of the best drives on my trip so far, although the Needles Highway yesterday wasn’t too shabby either.  Amazing scenery and a picturesque stream running alongside the road in most places. I bet with the right timing for sun placement there is the potential for some spectacular fall foliage shots.