Wherein we show off our (lack of) yoga skills.
For the final leg of the trip, we went up to Montana to visit some friends. We stopped in Bozeman at some really nice hot springs for one night. Then went up to Helena. Montana had a Colorado vibe to it — but more country. Probably how where we live was before all the people (like us) showed up. We spent most of the time at a lake outside of Helena. Nice water temp.
Sydney bought herself a boat for $14.99. She sat in it most of the day doing social media posts, paddling Luna around, or patrolling the waters while the other girls were on the SUPs.
Ozzy patrolled the lake for 2 days. He wanted to say longer.
I could have. I guess. It was such hard work.
But it was getting to the end. This was our nightly ritual. Getting everyone into their own bed. We have to setup and tear them down each night. Takes a few minutes but we have the hang of it now.
Kayla has the toughest job. She gets all 3 dogs in her bed.
But it was finally time to head home. We had a full day of driving ahead. Everyone was tired. This is where the RV makes sense. Kayla curls up with a dog on the couch and watches movies the whole drive.
Luna sleeps right between the driver and passenger chair. The floor is sort of hot there from the engine but she likes it.
Lizzy just takes up the whole place.
And after some crazy driving, we pulled in at home around 1 AM and traded our mobile home for our real home. Until next time.
Time for the first real RV trip! We had the destinations picked out long before the RV was a reality. So now it was time to pack up and head northwest to…Wyoming? While much of Wyoming is a big vast nothingness, the NW corner packs some of the best landscape in the United States. And there it appeared on the horizon as I drove in. You don’t see mountains quite like those in Colorado.
Kim and I had road tripped through here on a cross-country college adventure. But we never really had time to stop and enjoy. Now with the kids, it was an even better time to enjoy it. I felt like the RV had arrived so I took its picture…with no humans.
Rare selfie of the parents. The camera doesn’t do those mountains justice.
The kids. I really think they believe these mountains are normal. I am still in awe.
We actually didn’t go into the park itself that night. You can drive through but not really into the park. We had to get down to Jackson (Hole), WY just south of the park for our RV spot. First true dinner.
The dogs were like we drove all day and now we get to chew bones in a yard? Sweet.
The next day we went to Jackson to check it out. Never been. There is the ski hill in the background of course. The town is pretty cool if you are into touristy stuff. But it has a less cheesy, more upscale tone than say, Estes Park. The kids have fun shopping so we spent a few hours going around town. That is a huge arch made of antlers in the back. There are 4 of them actually. One on each corner of that town square. Everyone agreed they would like to go back to Jackson again.
Minutes later, we were at the park. Here is the mandatory sign picture. While I was taking this, Lizzy jumped out of the RV window and came running up to me. She cannot be separated from me.
As we drove through the park, Kim and her buddy are always making out.
Time for some water! I knew people paddleboarded at the park and we found out it was best at a place called String Lake. It was very busy so we had to leave and try back for lack of RV parking space. But we finally got in and got on our boards. It is a nice thin shallow lake that warms up more than most mountain lakes. It was fun to get wet and cruise around.
Sydney rated this her favorite stop of the whole trip.
Kayla was ready to party and get wet.
The big girls out on the boards. It has been a long winter so nobody had there “stand up” legs yet I guess.
Reagan also voted this a “must see” stop.
After some more sight seeing, we headed north to our next stop: Yellowstone. The kids crashed on various beds in the RV while we motored on.
Sydney is on this forensic anthropology track. She is going into a medical program specializing in forensics for high school. She watches every crime show on TV. I figure she will work for the FBI. But there was a missing piece. All the FBI agents I see on TV carry guns. So we better check that one off the bucket list while she is 14, right?
In all seriousness, teaching a responsible kid about firearm safety seems like a good move. You never know when they are going to go to someone else’s home who isn’t as safe and encounter a weapon. At least this way, she understands this is not a toy or how to unload it if she finds one unattended.