Well today was alright. We got up early and headed out to the great unknown or otherwise known as: a long boring car ride that consisted of: sleeping, slapping, attempted chit-chat, but mostly legs and butts going to sleep…yeah, fun times. But we did have two stops along the way: first we went to the National Historic Trails Interpretive Center (a small museum place about the Oregon, Californian, and Mormon trails), the second place we stopped at was the actual Oregon Trail where we could see the ruts that the wagons made. Once we all arrived at the campground we had supper then we did some dancing for some of our neighbor campers which were pretty fun if you were able to ignore the gnats.
Today we visited the Buffalo Bill Wild West museum. The museum was one of the largest museums many of us had ever been in. Even people like TJ, Ian, and others who don’t tend to like museums were thoroughly captivated throughout the building. Afterwards many of us played a game called “honey I love you, but I just can’t smile”. The afternoon was filled with hilarious moments. Soon afterwards we performed for the campground right before we headed to the Irma Hotel to perform before the shootout. The shootout was a short and relaxed skit about the west’s most famous outlaws causing trouble in a small town. After a short while the sheriff locked up an outlaw, who later reemerged as Wild Erp. After a nice pizza supper in the park the group headed down to the Cody Rodeo. The rodeo went by faster than most of us expected. We saw bronco riding, bull riding, and various forms of lassoing. Afterwards we talked for a bit and went to bed.
This morning we left our campground in Jackson Hole, Wyoming and drove about half an hour to Jenny Lake and the Tetons Mountains. The view was gorgeous and the weather was perfect for hiking. Once we were done there, we drove another five hours to Cody, Wyoming where we will be staying two nights. Tonight is a free night, and I already hear singing.
After departing the Yellowstone campground we traveled two hours to Old Faithful, the national parks most famous geyser. We visited their lodge and watched the eruption. It erupted about 50 feet in the air. Then we traveled to our next campsite two hours farther on, set up, and suited up for our next event. We departed at 4:30 for dinner and a production of “Paint Your Wagon”. The dinner was an interactive event, put on by a portion of the cast, as they served, sang, and flirted their way through the meal. It was enjoyed by all. We then strolled through town for a while and at a quarter to seven went back to the playhouse. The production was one of the best I’ve seen. Then we returned to camp at 11:15, and that marked the end of the day.
Today we loaded up in our cars and drove to Yellowstone National Park! On our way we saw a bunch of yellow mustard fields. Then we saw a bison and a bunch of elk in Yellowstone National Park. When we arrived at our camp we setup our campers and got ready for lunch (late lunch), more like an apatizer for an outstanding dinner! Everything there was delicious! I ate two steaks, and some of the others ate more! After we’re off to bed with food babies.
This morning felt even colder than yesterday morning. At 33 degrees Fahrenheit it was so cold that some of us were happy to wash dishes just so that we could stick our hands in the hot water. We got out of the campground 30 minutes late, but that somehow morphed into two hours late by the time the last of us pulled into the Head-Smashed-In Buffalo Jump, our last stop in Canada. The Buffalo Jump is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, so designated because of its significance to the Blackfoot Indians of Canada. This site is where clans gathered in great numbers to drive herds of buffalo off a cliff to kill them, a far easier task than trying to hunt them individually on foot. Because we were so late we didn’t have time to explore the whole museum, which was saddening because it had 5 levels. Instead we saw a 7 minute film on the archeological significance of this particular buffalo jump site, and then a 15 minute reenactment of a jump. Don’t worry animal lovers, no animals died in the making of the film. They used CGI for the stampede scenes. The only other part of the site we got to see was the actual jump site a few hundred feet from the interpretive center. We saw a coyote running in the field above us, but no bison. Someone in the group jokingly compared our group to a bison herd, but sadly… I mean fortunately, no one went over the edge. One random thing that surprised me about the place was that it had…a water fountain! For some reason Canadians don’t seem to believe in water fountains. Out of many shops, gas stations, and rest areas I’ve been to, only one other had a water fountain. Oh the simple things in life. As far as I know everyone made it back to the US without any trouble. The guard on duty when we went through looked like Ron Swanson, except he smiled. We thought we were on the home stretch after we crossed the border, but then the camper pulled by Bambi blew a tire. Our very own Josh and two random guys replaced it quickly. However, it did slow us down even more, and since we were faced with getting into the campground at 9:15pmish with dinner still to be prepared, Theresa authorized people getting fast food instead. Yum!
When we had breakfast, it was 33 degrees F. On the way out of Canada, we stopped at Head Smashed In Buffalo Jump and saw a 7 minute video about the historic angle, with the bones, and archeologist, and everything found at the site, ect. We then saw a 15 minute reenactment of a hunt in the area. The actual jump site was pretty cool, but then we had to go, cause we were running behind. No-one had any problems at the border, even with only one lane open.
Today we visited the Colombia Ice Fields. It was pretty cold (colombia ice fields, put the pieces together). We drove about 2-3 hours, and arrived in the afternoon. We hung out at the gift shop (which for a gift shop was pretty cool), then we waited outside for our bus to take us to the ice fields. Like I said before, it was really cold, and I’m not just saying that because I don’t have an inch of fat on my body. So to warm ourselves up, we did one of our Kerry sets. Our bus arrived, and our driver was a younger guy named Shane. He entertained us with his humor as he drove us to a stop where we got into a vehicle that took us to the ice fields. And I say vehicle because it was kinda hard to pinpoint what it was (half bus/half monstrous lawnmower?). Anyway, we finally got there and its beautiful. It was a big field of ice surrounded by mountains covered in snow. Some of us filled our water bottles with water from a glacier nearby (guess who forgot his water bottle?). It was colder that it had been, so we did another dance called circle waltz, and not a single person slipped. To top off our expedition, four of the guys took off their shirts, me not being one of them (you see, I’m the one with common sense ;)). Lets just say that the Canadians knew the Berea Festival Dancers and the dancing, shirtless rednecks.