Although we go to our backyard national park (Yellowstone) fairly regularly, it’s been many years since we stopped at Old Faithful and walked the boardwalks there. A couple of weeks ago we decided to brave the tourist crowds and do just that. Even though there had been a record number of visitors (over three million) to Yellowstone already this year before September was even over, the crowds weren’t that bad the day we were there. We checked out the new 38 million dollar Old Faithful visitor center ($38 million sure doesn’t buy what it used to) and then walked down to Morning Glory Pool and back, a nice leisurely stroll of about three miles.
Finding new photography subjects at a place you’ve been many times is always a challenge. This was the only noteworthy geyser shot I got that day. In the right light, due to it’s unique structure (which is the result of a buildup of mineral deposits over some dead tree stumps), Grotto geyser is an interesting subject even when it is not going off.
A little outhouse humor in this one. They say you can find the recipe for a atomic bomb on the internet. I don’t know about that–I haven’t looked. But I did look for stink bomb recipes and found a bunch. Here’s a link for an easy classic rotten egg stink bomb recipe in case you’re feeling particularly juvenile or in need of a good Halloween prank. In junior high school, my trickster friend Robin Church had a vial of this stuff and was always trying to embarrass me with it. We’d be walking down the hall between classes and he’d release a cloud of the stuff and then say “Oooh, Larry, way to go. That was a good one.”
This needle-filled crack reminded me of an Andy Goldsworthy creation, maybe an early one anyway before his work got so fantastically elaborate. Or maybe this naturally occurring design is the kind of thing that inspired him in the first place.
The cafe at the stockyards was closed for a while even when the stockyards were still open. Then it was purchased by a new owner and opened up for breakfast a couple of days a week as what might be called a low-scale, neo-funky restaurant (kind of in the same way that Cracker Barrel is upscale neo-country). It was quite popular among the true and weekend bohemians in town but I’m not sure it’s open these days. Except for the cars out front, they did such a good job of maintaining an abandoned look it was kind of hard to tell it was open even when they were serving breakfast.