We hit Yellowstone with Nelson's family. We stayed at Colter Bay but drove into Yellowstone almost every day.
Evy, Holly and Nelson
Gene, Nelson, Paige, Dan, Crystal, Ben, Evy and Holly. My niece Paige rode with us to the hot pots. She'd never been to Yellowstone before and asked me what kind of rides they have there.
Evy was impossible to contain around any hot pots, ledge or body of water. Everyone told me I needed one of those child restraints disguised as monkey backpacks. I agree.
Evy near the lower falls.
No matter what a pain it is to set up and clean up, Nelson must bring his grill. We made some yummy french toast late at night.
Nelson's sister Crystal and her family camped with us old-fashioned style in our tents with popped air matresses. Meanwhile, the older folks traveled in style and wore white clothing.
I should have gotten a picture of my tent for comparison.
We went to an art show in Jackson Hole. This guy selling his hand carved wood pieces kept referring to Evy as a boy. I couldn't blame him though. Check out this hideous camping outfit. She got filthy disgusting every day. I wasn't about to put her in anything nice.
We made dutch oven chicken and potatoes. Yes it took forever and yes, it was delicious.