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Mark and I are planners. We usually plan a trip a year in advance and have reservations at almost every campground we plan to go to. Since March, we’ve been flying by the seat of our pants and what a wild ride it has been. Many travelers pride themselves on having the mantra, as one friend put it, of waking up each morning, looking left, then right, and deciding that day which way to go. We have done really well adapting to that style of travel (we really didn’t have a choice) but after a while we find ourselves needing a rest to regroup. Henry’s Lake State Park has been great, allowing us a place to settle into a routine without worrying about what’s left or right for two whole weeks.
Mark is riding his bike a lot, and I am taking daily hikes seeing meadows of wildflowers and pristine mountain lakes. We have felt a bit of pressure to visit Yellowstone, since the entrance is only 20 miles away, but we’ve been many times before, and I’m not sure we really want to fight the crowds at the moment. A couple days ago, a young bison wandered within a few hundred yards of our campsite. I told Mark, “See, we don’t have to go to Yellowstone. If we are quiet and patient, it will come to us!”
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