Tuesday we woke up, packed, and bid farewell to Jason. Since we hadn't had time to see the park much the previous evening, we decided to backtrack a bit to see Old Faithful before heading out the northwest entrance to the park. I think the geyser blew 15 or 20 minutes late, apparently it's been getting longer between eruptions.
It took a while to get out of the park due to several traffic obstructions. We had to stop for a while for several buffalo crossings and animal sightings. We almost saw some older tourists mauled by a bear, but it decided their meat would be too tough and dry. Would've made a great video - our loss.
We left the park through the stone arch at the northwestern entrance and then had lunch a few hundred feet away with a nice view back over the park. The arch reads: "For the Benefit and Enjoyment of the People"
We avoided the main interstate and enjoyed some beautiful small roads through Montana for the rest of the day. The weather was great and this was by far my favorite long stretch of driving yet. Despite Montana's nickname, the sky was approximately the same size as Wyoming's. The wind, on the other hand, was relentless - we had to keep our bikes tilted over into the wind to fight being pushed off the road.
We made pretty good time and pushed on to a KOA in Dillon, MT. We could see the free wifi, but could actually get on the internet. It seems that every camp site we choose based on wifi availability backfires on us. Not much to do without internet, we cooked some dinner and got some sleep.
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