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| not sure how he got the bag =p |
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| they warned us that the sprinklers would come on overnight to maintain the unnatural strips of grass on the campsites =p |
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| the last of the green plums |
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| someone thieving the last of the cookies |
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| daddy telling the adventures of crabby wabby |
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| ice cream stop on the way to Pocatello, ID |
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| helping set up the supports |
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| into Montana, I think |
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| big sky country |
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| our first stop in Yellowstone, on the way from the western to the northern entrance: Gibbons Falls |
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| traffic jam at the artists' paint pots. lesson learned: don't drive the trailer anywhere where you can't see a clear exit =p |
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| the girls and I ran in to see the sights while daddy tried to extract us |
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| roadside bison sighting |
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| nearing the gardiner, MT north entrance |
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| 'taking a ride' as we expanded the side of the trailer |
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| getting better at unhitching |
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| dinner in downtown gardiner |
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| the Yellowstone river through the middle of gardiner |
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| elk hanging out on main street |
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| goodnight to some girlies |
full day in Yellowstone tomorrow!
