Camping with Kin
Yellowstone
July 4-6, 2006
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Our kin -- Jeff, Joanne, Ray & Ben -- drove west from Minnesota
while we headed east from
California and we met somewhere in the middle, at the Canyon
Campground in Yellowstone. We spent a day touring the geysers
together. Saw no bears in our camp, but we did notice some
fairly fresh claw marks on a tree in our camp, a calling card from
one who had stopped by not too long before our arrival.
At this rendezvous, there were no nocturnal, Lord-of-the-Flies style frog-gigging
expeditions, nor even a single game of
Cardinal Puff (wherein any unlucky drinker who forgets the
orthodoxy of that beer-guzzling ritual is promptly instructed to "finish
your drink and start again"). Maybe we sit a little lower in our chairs than
the last time we met, but it was awfully fun and I found myself thinking
as we each headed down our side of the Continental Divide that there are many
more national parks in the lands between us that we ought to explore.
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