Da Mystery Road Trip Revealed, Part Seventeen

Up from the mirey clay of Mokihana’s brain we go. Heh heh. You know, when I’m doing a road trip advencha I tend to be more, you know, more practical. Here we are, there we were, etc. How boring. I’ll try to interject some incredibly creative comments along the way. If can, can; if no can, no can, yeah?

Here we are, crossing the Yellowstone River, just north of where State Highway 540 intersects with Highway 89, which is what we’re on.

I Googled Dome Mountain Ranch. (When did Google become a verb?) It’s in the town of Emigrant, and though I’m not an elk hunter (no how, no way!), I could go there for the solitude sometime. The cabins look comfortable, and there are hot showers! Oh! And 5-star breakfasts and dinners!

This is a little bit more south from there; ho, strong da makani! (Strong wind a’blowin’ here.) It was interesting to see the contrast between the snowy peaks and the relative desert of where we were.

The winds were so strong that I had to pay attention so that the car would stay on the road. Kinda like my life at times… get buffeted by stuff and gotta keep going.

This is the exit for the Tom Miner Basin Road. You can go here if you want to read more about the petrified forest there.

We were glad to come across this turnout so that we could take photos, yes more, but who’s counting, of the Yellowstone River. (What’s the correct way to punctuate that sentence, anyway. I asked a question right in the middle of it!… …. “yes more, but who’s counting? …of the Yellowstone River”. Nope. I bet Mr Ridgely, my high school English teacher would say, “…so that we could take photos of the Yellowstone River. Yes, more, but who’s counting?” My way’s more fun. But I digress. Yes, again, but who’s counting?) Shuddup Moki, and get on wit da photos, u lolo!

Nolemana would’ve loved to stop and go fishing, but we were in a hurry because we had a long, long drive ahead of us. And anyway, nomo one Montana fishing license.

We’re now entering Yankee Jim Canyon.

It’s a National Historic Site. Another place we didn’t have to explore… sigh.

Got a million bucks? You could buy this property there. I’m inserting the link so you can see some photos of the canyon.

There was a bunch of interesting signs at the stop. It felt good to get out and stretch out legs; Kukui liked it too. Fortunately the wind wasn’t too bad here.

Here’s the blurb about Cuttroat Trout.

There was also an interpretive trail we could’ve walked through if we’d had more time.

More shots of the Yellowstone River.

Absolutely beautiful, yeah?

Now we’re just southeast of the town of Sphinx, just past Yankee Jim Canyon. But we’re not in Egypt; we’re still in Montana.

Sign for Slip & Slide Ranch in Gardiner, Montana. Isn’t that a weird-shaped hill in the center of the photo?

We’re just a little north of Corwin Springs here.

And we blurrily go by the town’s sign. The sign’s kinda blurry. Not us.

We pulled over at the La Duke picnic area. We didn’t want to pass by everything, and stopped whenever we could. Besides, there were restrooms here! Whew!

I really wish I knew the names of all the mountain peaks here. They’re just beautiful!

Okay, try look to the far right of the photo, right underneath the blue sky. I wish we’d realized what we were looking at and had taken more photos, but I’ll post some from GoogleEarth to help you folks see what’s there. It’s fascinating!

There were really educational signs here too. This one talks about the Yellowstone River, volcanic activity, and glaciers in this area.

Okay, remember what I told you about wassup underneath the blue sky? This is wassup.

“Where?” you ask. Just a sec. I going show u.

Thanks to Xerxes on Panoramio, who graciously gave permission to copy this photo, this is what Devils Slide looks like.

And from GoogleEarth, you can get an idea of how huge this thing is. Actually, I don’t know why it’s named Devils Slide, but I did find out there are Devils Slides in California and Utah, to name just a couple.

And I found this fabulous video of sunrise to sunset at “ours”, here in Montana. You can really see the slide in it.

This sign talks about preserving winter migration routes and areas for elk, called wapiti by the Crow Indians. There are now land purchases and agreements by landowners to preserve the Northern Yellowstone winter range for wildlife forever. Shaka dat!

This one talks about winter ranges for all kinds of mammals, birds, and fish, that escape the Arctic storms that whirl into Yellowstone National Park.

And this has information about Mule Deer, coyotes, and Pronghorn Antelope. I love reading this stuff!

If I’m not mistaken, this is Electric Peak near Gardiner, Montana.

Now we’re just coming into the town of Gardiner and crossing the Yellowstone River again. By this time we were starving and hoped to find a place where we could get a sammich.

I wonder what it’d be like to live here. I bet in summer, when the tourists come in full force, there are actually traffic jams in this small town.

Here’s the main street heading into town just after we crossed the bridge.

Outlaws: Pizza, pasta, and salad bar. It was open, but we didn’t feel like pizza (actually we felt quite human… oh, that was really bad! Boo! Hiss!), so we kept going. Musubi really wanted pizza. That’s why he’s upside-down.

We tried this place, but it was closed till dinner.

Perfect!!! Books and eats! Just what we were looking for.

We ordered our sammiches and looked around while the wahine was making them. I loved the cozy atmosphere here… its siren song made me yearn to just settle in for a few hours. But time and tide wait for no man. Or wahine.

The quote ran around the wall: “I heard August say more than once, if you need something from somebody give that person a way to hand it to you.” (From Sue Monk Kidd’s, A Secret Life of Bees, which I might add, is one of my favorite books.

Isn’t this the most wonderful place? But all too soon our sammiches were ready, and off we went. Here we are, driving out of town.

And within just a couple of minutes, here we are!!! I was so excited that I could hardly breathe! Maybe road trips like this are common for some people who don’t hyperventilate like I do at sights like this, but for this relative homebody, seeing the sign was a BIG DEAL!

Next time we drive into Yellowstone! Thanks for tagging along on this journey of a lifetime.

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4 Responses to Da Mystery Road Trip Revealed, Part Seventeen

  1. Kalena says:

    this is too much fun Moki………I’m journeying on an adventure with you! Mahalo for sharing!

  2. Clare says:

    Love it!

  3. AFK says:

    Ho da beautiful. Tanks for sharing, Moki-chan!

  4. Kikue Mugen says:

    The streams you captured in your photos SCREAM trout! I can almost see them jumping out of that water! It reminds me of Clinton, because he often stands by banks and twists along streams like that to fish for trout. Is is dog-gone purty~! I wouldn’t mind having a quaint home next to a stream like that. What a life~!

    The video, “Sunrise to Sunset” is truly awesome. Toward the end of the video had me so excited just imagining taking photos when the cloud covering gave the scene such a grand personality. I could almost hear it talking, starting out slow and sort of relax, and then tensing up, for whatever reason. I was half expecting to see the sky break in a show of lightening! Now wouldn’t that have completed the show?

    I’m looking forward to seeing the photos you got of the BIG YELLOWSTONE Park! This is a great treat Moki.. I am SO enjoy this. Can you tell? LOL

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