Last Day at Yellowstone (Howie day 85)

Harris is sitting in his red chair having finished his second rum and coke. The Mariners vs Indians bb game is on (top of the second with no score as Guiteras leaps up at the wall to make a spectacular catch to end the inning) as he takes his turn at updating the blog. Marilyn (the birthday girl), Jean, Jeff, and Mary were up at 5 to have breakfast out before a 2 hour horseback ride near Canyon. Harris and Judy slept in until 8:30. Breakfast consisted of the remaining 2 eggs, half a package of bacon (2 slices for Judy and the rest for Harris), and three slices of toast (all that was left). We have become used to using the generator in the morning to spoil ourselves with toast.

Today we decided to take an easy 6 mile hike between West Thumb and Old Faithfull called De Lacey Creek Trail. It is best to describe the hike as a blood battle. A battle between the mosquitoes and us. They lulled us into their trap by hardly bothering us as we left the road and descended into the forest. About 2 miles into the walk they made their move. Judy who had sprayed liberally with bug spray merely had dive bombers who distracted her as she swatted her hands around her body. Harris who as usual rejected the proffered bug spray can regretted his decision as he became bug meat as he danced his way down the path. The mosquitoes won as we turned back just shy of seeing the lake at the end. We were content to see meadows, shaded woods, and a meandering creek which needless to say supplied a never ending air force of mosquitoes ready to give their lives to drain quarts of Thomas blood for some undisclosed purpose.
Btw, the Mariners won today!


Our hike to Mystic Falls



Marilyn and Jean on the hike to Mystic Falls



Jeff and Mary on the hike



All of us on the hike