And.. here we are… the “reason” for this roadtrip.. Yellowstone.


So I saw this movie on the Discovery channel a few months back called “Supervolcano” — it basically talked about how the Yellowstone caldera is the largest caldera in the world, and when it erupts, it will wreak havoc on the world by erupting enough ash to put us into nuclear-winter for years to come. Whoohoo.. Now that I wanna check out. Turns out, you can’t really see the caldera, cuz it’s like miles under the earth, but with that much magma that close to the surface, it makes for some really neat geologic features to check out. And since it erupted before, most of the rock and bits around yellowstone are volcanically formed and stuff. All around Yellowstone are stinky, steamy holes (which geologists call fumaroles).. so cool. The Grand Canyon of Yellowstone is tinged yellow with the sulfur from the guts of our earth, which makes for one hell of a scenic Kodak moment. But..honestly, why call it the “Grand Canyon of Yellowstone”? Like, “Grand Canyon” is already taken, I think they should call it the “Great Canyon” or something like that so that it can stand on its own naming merit.. Every time you say “Grand Canyon of Yellowstone” you’re reminded of the OTHER grand canyon, and it’s pretty damn cool on its own. Hmm.. maybe I call it “Pretty Damn Cool Canyon” from now on.


Now, the volcano-y and geothermal bits of yellowstone are what I was expecting to see… What I was also pleasantly surprised about in Yellowstone were the incredibly beautiful forests that had been burnt in forest fires in years past.. When a forest fire rips through a region in Yellowstone, it leaves a gorgeous swath of burnt spindly trees in its wake. Supposedly the lodgepole pines won’t release their seeds unless there’s heat from a forest fire, so fires are an integral part of their life cycle. After the fire, the landscape is left barren, though life quickly starts to inhabit the rich fire-burnt soil. Since different parts of the park burn throughout the year, it’s almost as if you’re walking through a timeline of what happens in each year after a burn..


Anyway… since we were being touristy, we headed over to good old faithful to hang out with all of the European tourists. There sure were a lot of Europeans checking out our country. We met Italians, Dutch, Germans, and even people from Iowa. We got to old faithful right about 2 minutes after it erupted, so we had to wait for another 92 minutes or so before it erupted again. When it finally did erupt, it was really very exciting. really. honest. for real. whoopee!!! Nothing like some geothermally superheated water to get the adrenaline going.. I’m thinking that I will build myself a geyser right in downtown San Francisco. I’ll charge tourists like a buck to get a good look. I’ll be bigger than the mystery spot.



After old faithful did its thing, we ventured on to take a look at some more geothermal springs and such when a mad super crazy thunderstorm blew in outta nowhere. We were walking towards some gurgly spouty thing when all of a sudden like a dozen Italians come running out of nowhere shouting something about “storm!” “storm!” (in italian, of course) and pointing at the huge looming storm cloud that was shooting lightning every which way. Pretty damn exciting. Armed with my half broken hello kitty umbrella, we ventured onward to get a better look at the storm.. I haven’t been in a good thunderstorm since the summer of 1996 when I was making toilet paper in Mehoopany, PA, so I was really jazzed to be in a real, live summer storm once again. It had everything.. lightning strikes, enormous claps of thunder, hail, and the torrential downpour of buckets rain… So fun!! Man, living in San Francisco has really made me miss crazy weather like this. The storm made for some fantastic photos though… the sun was still peeking out from under the clouds low on the horizon which meant.. rainbow!!
Of course, this was the one night that we decided to camp.. lucky for us though, right as we pulled into our campsite, it stopped raining long enough for us to roast a bunch of marshmallows over our campfire…