Chaka and I slept terribly last night. It wasn’t because he was snoring but because we were scared of a Grizzly bear attack. Todd on the other hand slept like a log.
We thought we found the best camp site. We even went to the store and spent $45 on bear spray (not hair spray for obvious reasons). We traveled a dirt road between Grand Teton, and Targhee National Park. We rode 10 miles of dirt road, and we took the 10th camp site. We were on a large size clear lake, next to a babbling brook. There were tall pines all around since we were in the National Forest. It was beautiful, but there is always a catch. The catch was that everyone we talked to told us there are lots of Grizzly’s out there.
So, I acted macho, and went to sleep. And I laid there. And laid there, and laid there. I slept about three hours, and worried about bears the other 4. Lousy.
So we awoke in the morning to cold temperatures, and a little rain. We have been in so much dust this whole trip that the rain was nice. We got dressed in all of our warm, wet weather gear, and took off. We were all excited to take the day off from the trails and to spend it in Yellowstone.
We ended up driving 200 miles around the park anyway, and I got to get some great photos. I saw a Grizzly Bear about 100 feet away, but by the time I pulled off the road, jumped off the bike and got my camera out, it was gone. Here are some other great shots that I did get.
We took a few more great panorama shots
Traffic was bad in the park, especially compared to what we have been used to. It was ok because the scenery was so good that we really needed to slow down and enjoy it. Having gotten the speeding ticket the other day accented that fact!
As the day wore on, we knew we had to leave the Park. We had to ride on roads out the West entrance. We were trying to get to Lima, but it looked like it would take us 2-3 hours by trail and we would arrive after dark, so we decided to end the day a little early in a little tourist spot named Mack’s Inn. Minutes before we pulled in, 2 other bikers on Suzuki DRZ’s were checking into the same hotel (we had to spring for a hotel after the bear issues last night). Tim was from Vancouver, and Timo was from Vancouver Island British Columbia. We shared dinner with these guys, and spent the evening talking to them. Their ride is a month long, as they rode down the west coast, across the southern US border, and then up the Continental Divide Trail before returning home. They even shared their map files for our GPS, so maybe we will not be getting lost as much from now on! It was a pleasure talking to other people sharing the same adventure. We have not really had the time to do that on this trip yet.