Way back when, before I decided to go to Burning Man, before we knew about the wedding, way back when it looked like Cindy was going to do a job in Chicago, I made a plan to return to the east coast via a northern route, since Cindy was more likely than not going to be in Chicago and we would as likely as not be heading to Atlanta or somewhere in Louisiana for the show after that.
A big part of that plan involved taking some time to visit Yellowstone.
Chicago didn't happen, and then I decided to go to go to Burning Man and then we found out about the wedding.
But a promise is a promise.
And it was a challenge to boot.
However, when reality hit touched down, I began to think that maybe I had made a mistake.
It might have been smarter to forgo the trip to Yellowstone and go back when we had more time.
But I've said that about New York and Europe and lots of other places and time continues to pass.
There is no time like the present.
So we drove a little out of the way and stopped earlier than we would have.
And we drove past a lot of places we would have stopped.
And didn't do a lot of hikes we would have done.
And didn't see a lot of things we normally would have.
But a few hours in Yellowstone are magical and beyond words.
So glad to have taken the time and can't wait to get back.
We ended up being witness to an elk attacking a car.
It was crazy and happened with very little warning.
So little that Skye accidentally got pictures of it.
I say accidently because as soon as she realized what was going on, the camera went down as she tried to get me to drive to safety.
FYI, I couldn't have avoided this front seat view even if I wanted to.
The car in front of me had just made it past this elk and then he doubled back, at some point deciding he really didn't like this car. This was the first of two hits. The car suffered a punctured tire, some dents (this hit) and then a broken mirror and passenger window (next hit).
Skye was very excited to show it to a ranger until the ranger told us that at this time of year elks attacking cars were pretty common. Dejectedly, Skye withdrew her camera, not even bothering to show the jaded officer her awesome picture.
I think it is amazing.
I still can't believe it and I was only a few feet away.
Thankfully it decided one car causality was enough and wandered back into the forest.
I love these kind of books, that show contemporary photos next to ones from yesteryear.
I would have been tempted to purchase it had I not had a lovely discussion about copyright law with one of the authors.
I told him I would be back to buy a copy after I saw Old Faithful erupt.
I don't know if he believed me.
I was lucky that I put off my purchase, because upon my return, the other author who was responsible for the older collection of photos had arrived on the scene. I am now the proud owner of a copy personally autographed by both authors.
It is a pretty amazing book. An amazing collection of photos, old and new. I hope it can be an inspiration for Skye.
That said, how much inspiration does one need from other photographers when in Yellowstone?
Again, I can't wait to get back.
Skye wants to go in the winter.
Sounds like a plan.
All photos are by Skye and some of her other ones didn't get included. I just haven't had the time.