Once we arrived in Yellowstone, we met a man named Roy. Roy works for NPS (National Park Service, a branch of Dept. of the Interior), and he is in charge of Payroll, and other things in the ESB (Emergency Services Building) which Coty also works out of doing Maintenance around Old Faithful, mainly in the Visitors Center and other bathrooms around including the Ranger Station. Roy showed us our apartment that we would be living in until November. It is in an 8-Plex building, which is all one level and is nearly brand new at the back end of the Government living area. Although there isn't much of a living room in our apartment, it has a great porch, and nice big bathroom.
We moved all our things in, and went to see Old Faithful go off. In July, the weather was decent here. It was sunny, and not too hot. I think in July it was about 80 degrees here, but once the sun went down it was about 40 degrees. It was dark when we went to see Old Faithful erupt, and was pretty cold since we had just left Utah which was in the high 90s.
In July, we drove the whole Grand Loop road, and saw Mammoth, Canyon, Fishing Bridge, Old Faithful and Tower/Roosevelt. We found some pretty sweet places that are just off the road a bit, most things most people would never know were there unless they got curious and had nothing better to do, like us. We saw the petrified Redwood tree, which is a quarter mile off the road after Tower/Roosevelt heading East, I believe.
I was on a quest to find a Wolf in July, but without a large scope it was impossible. Luckily I found a man that had a scope that was capable of viewing up to 16 miles. I saw a Wolf eating a Buffalo carcass. It was amazing. Coty's schedule is 4 days of work, 3 days off, so we had a lot of time to drive and view anything and everything.
July was mostly spent getting our bearings of the park, unpacking, and exploring. We also found the exploring never ends here, and it's great.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
The Beginning of our Yellowstone Adventure
For those of you who do not know me, my name is Stef. On July 5th, 2011, I moved to Yellowstone in the Old Faithful District from Layton, Utah for a job through National Park Service that my boyfriend/fiance, Coty, had received.
We had never lived out of Utah without our families so this was a new experience for both of us. We were very excited to get to move away from Utah for awhile, and happy to travel. I guess you could say that we caught the travel bug. We have both gone many places we never heard of, or thought we would ever see.
On July 5th, we left Utah and headed North to Old Faithful. We took my father's Suburban because both mine and Coty's cars are far too small to even fit out television in. It is a 5 hr. 49 min. drive from Layton to Old Faithful, but it took us a little longer since we kept stopping along the way. It had been months or even years since either of us was out of Utah, and we were just happy to be in Idaho for a moment.
We finally crossed in to Montana, and stopped at a "pull out". A woman had her 4 children whom all were under the age of 5, and was having car (er, van) trouble. We didn't initially stop to help her (we saw a cool sign that said "Caldera Rim Lookout") but we ended up helping her. Luckily Coty knows a thing or two about anything and everything, so he informed her of what she needed to do (I was reading the sign, not listening) and she was on her way to get whatever it was Coty told her to get to fix whatever issue she was having. She thanked us because she had about ten jillion kids (It was 4, I know), and had no Air Conditioning to add to her problem.
We finally reached West Yellowstone, Montana. The town is very quaint, and all the people there are nice (unless you drop a wooden duck on a glass table that says "DO NOT TOUCH, COTY"). He's the adult version of Chunk from "The Goonies" (if you haven't seen that movie, what's wrong with you?) but, don't tell him I said that. Actually, you can, I don't really care.
After taking our dog, Tank, to pee about 40 times in West Yellowstone, MT, we went to the gate of Yellowstone, and had to explain how Coty works there now and we need in. Luckily we actually remembered where his paperwork was that stated he works for NPS (National Park Service) now. It's a 31 mile trek from West Yellowstone, Montana to Old Faithful, Wyoming. Along the way there is a few rivers, streams, trails and only about ten trillion Lodgepole Pine trees.
I hadn't been to Yellowstone since I was about 7 years old and had shoes that lit up when I walked. I miss those shoes, do they still make those? Somebody let me know, because those were awesome. Maybe I'll google it later.. Coty had never been to Yellowstone so the day we moved here was the first day he had ever been here, and neither of us knew what to expect. The next day was Coty's first day of work, which also happened to be the first bear mauling in about thirty years in the park. Just our luck.
We had never lived out of Utah without our families so this was a new experience for both of us. We were very excited to get to move away from Utah for awhile, and happy to travel. I guess you could say that we caught the travel bug. We have both gone many places we never heard of, or thought we would ever see.
On July 5th, we left Utah and headed North to Old Faithful. We took my father's Suburban because both mine and Coty's cars are far too small to even fit out television in. It is a 5 hr. 49 min. drive from Layton to Old Faithful, but it took us a little longer since we kept stopping along the way. It had been months or even years since either of us was out of Utah, and we were just happy to be in Idaho for a moment.
We finally crossed in to Montana, and stopped at a "pull out". A woman had her 4 children whom all were under the age of 5, and was having car (er, van) trouble. We didn't initially stop to help her (we saw a cool sign that said "Caldera Rim Lookout") but we ended up helping her. Luckily Coty knows a thing or two about anything and everything, so he informed her of what she needed to do (I was reading the sign, not listening) and she was on her way to get whatever it was Coty told her to get to fix whatever issue she was having. She thanked us because she had about ten jillion kids (It was 4, I know), and had no Air Conditioning to add to her problem.
We finally reached West Yellowstone, Montana. The town is very quaint, and all the people there are nice (unless you drop a wooden duck on a glass table that says "DO NOT TOUCH, COTY"). He's the adult version of Chunk from "The Goonies" (if you haven't seen that movie, what's wrong with you?) but, don't tell him I said that. Actually, you can, I don't really care.
After taking our dog, Tank, to pee about 40 times in West Yellowstone, MT, we went to the gate of Yellowstone, and had to explain how Coty works there now and we need in. Luckily we actually remembered where his paperwork was that stated he works for NPS (National Park Service) now. It's a 31 mile trek from West Yellowstone, Montana to Old Faithful, Wyoming. Along the way there is a few rivers, streams, trails and only about ten trillion Lodgepole Pine trees.
I hadn't been to Yellowstone since I was about 7 years old and had shoes that lit up when I walked. I miss those shoes, do they still make those? Somebody let me know, because those were awesome. Maybe I'll google it later.. Coty had never been to Yellowstone so the day we moved here was the first day he had ever been here, and neither of us knew what to expect. The next day was Coty's first day of work, which also happened to be the first bear mauling in about thirty years in the park. Just our luck.
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