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Arkansas Travelers: Two Nights in Hot Springs

This is part 2 of our Arkansas Post-Covid Vaccination Trip. Go here for part 1, Two Nights in Little Rock.

It’s just about 1 hour drive from Little Rock to Hot Springs, so we did that rather easily. We couldn’t check into our Airbnb until after 3 pm, so we figured we would hit up the National Park first and see what there was to do and get the lay of the land.

Hot Springs National Park is unusual in that it is in the middle of the town of Hot Springs. Hot Springs is an interesting place, for sure, but it also is one of those places that you know has seen better days.

In a nutshell, there are a variety of bathhouses that are from the early 1900’s that have been preserved. The bathhouses were built to use the hot water from the hot springs in order to (the idea goes) improve people’s health. People came from far and wide to take baths and steam in the hot water fresh from the springs in Hot Springs. As time went on, this sort of thing fell out of fashion, and eventually the Park Service decided to preserve the houses for future generations. Only one bathhouse has been functioning the entire time and you can take baths there just like people did back in the day. Other houses have different purposes: a museum, a modern day spa, a store, a brewery, a small hotel, and more. They are all on one side of the street, called Bathhouse Row. On the other side of the street, there are all manner of tourist shops and restaurants, none of which are particularly good (yes, I’m a restaurant snob, but I also don’t need to buy any rocks on my vacation!) and the whole places feels a bit sad. Oh, and there are 4 lanes of traffic whizzing by with limited places to cross.

The National park is great! The surrounding infrastructure needs help. In addition to the bathhouses there is a hill with a grand promenade you can walk on, a variety of scenic drives through the surrounding mountains and quite a few hiking trails. The Park Service also did a great job with a bathhouse museum.

Things that could be improved: more crosswalks, perhaps less lanes to cross—why not make it a two lane road, widen sidewalks on both sides, more crosswalks (did I mention more crosswalks?) That would make it easier to go back and forth and ideally attract slightly more people to improve the eating establishments? Then, the brewery wasn’t open at all one of the days we were there: if you want this to be a tourist destination, day of the week must be irrelevant! And the bathhouse that functions like the old-timey bathhouses, Buckstaff Baths, are nearly impossible to reach via the phone. They need to work on that and answer the phones! Anyway, those are my actual suggestions…I also had other ideas like, add a herd of buffalo…I suppose part of the real problem is that visiting ARKANSAS just isn’t as exciting as visiting Colorado, Yellowstone, or France, and we now have easy access to hot tubs all over the country. But you know what, as you’ll see reading this and my other posts, it was a wonderful place to spend a week of vacation!

Anyway, back to the recap! We found parking easily and headed to Bathhouse Row. We arrived on Memorial Day, and it seemed pretty busy. The sun was shining and it was warm but not too hot. Perfect weather!

A view of bathhouse row. The buildings are each amazing in their own ways, beautiful architecture in a variety of styles.

The Fordyce Bathhouse was our first stop, as there was all manner of terrific information and brochures outside, and a wonderful museum about the history of the bathhouses inside.

I love when Parks do this: just give you ideas of what to do. I usually plan our activities in advance, but sometimes on a longer trip it is impossible to get it all ready and it’s so cool to be able to show up to a visitor’s center and say, okay, here are the cool things to do!

I should digress and say that I had been to Hot Springs before, as part of a road trip in 1989 with my family. I kept a diary of the trip, and gave four pages to Hot Springs. During that visit it seemed we camped at the Gulpha Gorge Campground and went to the museum as well. You can attempt to decipher my handwriting if you want: I did a great job describing the steps of the bath and also documented everything I ate. It starts on June 25.

We went into the museum, which was one way due to COVID. Masks were ambiguously required, so we wore them. It was neat to see all the steps of the baths, especially because…one of the activities we did have planned was a “traditional bathing package” at Buckstaff Baths the next morning.

The men’s floor had some elaborate sculptures and decor!

Where the water came in originally…supposedly…

After the museum, we walked around a bit, just to get a feel of things.

There are really quite a few trails. We followed some short ones, and then decided to do one of the scenic drives, the one around Hot Springs Mountain.

There were a few nice views, and at one point we decided to park and go off on foot on the Hot Springs Mountain Trail. It wasn’t terribly scenic (too many trees!) but it was very nice to walk around on. And it was very pretty!

There is a lookout tower on top of the mountain that you can go up for a price. We decided not to, but I’m sure the view is even nicer up there.

When you get to the end of the scenic drive, you go right by a spring that you can drink from. We filled up some water bottles, and yes, the water WAS very nice! Some of it is hot, some of it isn’t, and it all seemed to taste very clean.

We checked into our Airbnb next. The description said you could walk to the bathhouses, but a few commenters thought that wasn’t the best idea. I had thought we would, but we decided against it…it was a long walk through a less exciting neighborhood. However, it was a perfectly lovely place to stay and was a very short drive from the action.

We decided to have dinner at the brewery since it wasn’t open the next day. We had eaten a very early lunch so we were hungry earlier, and off we went.

The Superior Brewery is in an old bathhouse, which means there are old tile floors everywhere. It was pretty cool, even though we were sort of put in a less exciting room that we’d hoped for. We split a beer sampler and each got a sandwich. It was a fun time!

As we are old people, we went home after dinner and a short walk, and ended up watching TV.

The next morning we woke up to get ready for our baths at Buckstaff Baths. We ended up being ready to go early, so we drove up the other mountain, West Mountain, first, and just stopped at a few viewpoints. It was a rainy/foggy morning.

It was easy to find parking in town at a huge garage which was free and conveniently located. We were still early, so we walked around a bit more and looked at the various nooks and crannies of Bathhouse Row.

Our appointment for Buckstaff Baths was at 10:30 am, and they meant it, not a minute early. So we waited a few minutes, and then everybody who had the 10:30 am time waited in line to get our hands sanitized and fill out forms. Like, literally, they kept wiping down the table in between parties…I totally get businesses are having COVID protocols, but this would all be done if we all just got vaccinated, or if businesses could say, okay, just show your vaccine card and then we don’t have to pretend that taking your temperature and using hand sanitizer will stop the spread of COVID, when the thing that really stops it is the vaccine some of us have gotten…but I digress.

There are separate men’s and women’s floors, so Louie and I said adieu to each other and went our separate ways. (Pandemic living: it is still often weird not seeing him for a few hours). They take you up an elevator to a row of dressing rooms that look like they are from 1912, which they ARE. Buckstaff Baths has been in continuous operation as a bathhouse since then, with limited remodeling, though it was very clean and well taken care of. You get undressed and put your things in a locker and then the attendant wraps you in a sheet, toga style. You go into the next room and get into a bath (this was all described in my journal entries from 1989), and the water is pretty hot. Your attendant helps you get into the bath (be prepared to be undressed in front of her) and then you relax for 20 minutes. They may bring you hot spring water to drink, and you have a loofah to scrub with if you like.

Next you get out and go to an area with places to lie down, and they put hot towels under you and over you, and you lie there and continue relaxing. They will put a cool towel over your face. Next was the steam cabinet, where you sit in literally a cabinet, but have your head out, and you steam. Then you sit in a sitz bath, which is a tiny bathtub you yes, sit in. For me, all of the things in this paragraph I did wearing a sheet, though not always the same one, but Louie said in the men’s baths they were mostly totally naked for these parts. I suppose they think women are more modest. Lastly is the needle shower, a shower with dozens or perhaps hundreds of little needles of water coming at you from all directions.

After that they might take you to a cooling room, but I went straight into my 20 minute massage, which was part of the “traditional bathing package”. Louie ended up waiting in the cooling room for nearly 30 minutes, so I finished first and waited for him outside.

For obvious reasons I didn’t take any photos in the bathhouse, but it was lots of tile and marble and old timey looking stuff. I loved it and would highly recommend! It is really difficult to get in touch with them though, so plan ahead and keep calling. I think I booked about 6 to 8 weeks in advance, but I don’t know if that is necessary.

After our baths we were quite hungry, but wanted to get out of the downtown area for a bit, so we headed out to a restaurant that was near Lake Hamilton. That restaurant ended up being closed, but we found a nearby Mexican place called Jose’s and had a lovely lunch. We decided to visit Garvin Woodland Gardens next which was about 15 minutes away from the restaurant.

The gardens were really beautiful! They were lush and green and full of plants, well thought out, and wonderful to walk through.

There were various paths and bridges to take. We saw a lovely pond with koi which were fun to watch.

You can see it was rainy looking…we had umbrellas with us, but hoped it would hold off.

The gardens were right next to Lake Hamilton and had a few miles of trails that went further from the visitor’s center.

There was an area called the Children’s Gardens with a cave and a huge wooden structure called the Tree House and other neat stuff. We enjoyed it! This picture is taken from inside the cave.

The Treehouse from outside and from inside.

We decided to extend our walk onto a little connected almost island area which was called the Hixson Nature Preserve. It started raining after we walked for a bit though, but we were glad to have our umbrellas.

Until it started pouring, and then we were glad to be wearing shorts, and finally it was thundering and we were just walking as fast as we could to get back to the regular part of the gardens and ideally some sort of shelter.

Just as we were getting back to the Treehouse area we came across a garden employee driving a golf cart, who informed us that the gardens were closed due to the storm and we should head back to the visitor’s center to either wait it out, or we could ask for a refund. Well, DUH it was storming. What he did not do was offer us a ride back! So we got a little further and there was a pavilion of sorts so we stopped under it to take a little break from the rain, and then finally headed the rest of the way back. We didn’t ask for a refund because we had already seen all of the islands anyway, and so we just left.

The pavilion where we rested, which seems to host events and such. I believe it was called the Garvan Pavilion.

After the garden we both just wanted to be drier, so we headed back to our airbnb and cleaned up. We decided to relax a bit, and after awhile headed out for dinner.

We decided to have dinner at Rolando’s which served South American food. When we first got there it was a bit too crowded, so they told us to come back in 30 minutes. We went to walk around, but popped in at the Hot Springs Winery a few doors down and ended up doing a tasting and then purchasing a few bottles. The employee who helped us was super nice and friendly, and it was a nice thing to do while waiting for dinner.

Dinner was good. At this point it was pouring rain outside so we were just glad to be inside!

But also glad to eat some fish tacos, shrimp quesadillas and drink a couple of margaritas. After dinner we went home and watched TV: we watched Unorthodox on Netflix during this segment of the trip.

The next morning we woke up early due to a rooster crowing. He had been crowing the previous morning, but was extra excited this morning. I forgot to add that there was a stray cat around outside that had had food the first night but none the second night, and she was begging us for food for herself and her two kittens who were nearby. I can’t believe I didn’t a take a picture! Louie was heartbroken because we didn’t have any food, but I assume she will be okay: they all looked pretty well fed, not overly so, but good for feral cats. Hopefully whoever left the food will return, or she’ll make it on her own. (We were unclear by something our host had said, whether he was feeding them or if others were.) We checked out of our place then (which just meant we loaded up and left the key in the lockbox, love it) and had one more luxury planned.

Our airbnb in Hot Springs. It was the middle apartment of a triplex, and while it was nice, it was probably the least interesting place we stayed.

We went to Quapaw Bathhouse next, for the Quapaw package for couples. We had decided to splurge a bit on our vacation as we hadn’t done much of anything all year long. The Quapaw package had a couples bath, a massage, and a foot/scalp massage. We checked in  and got changed into robes, and then were taken to our bath. This was a modern bath, a large jacuzzi tub, and we got to spend 20 minutes in it relaxing, then we were given cucumber water and sat around a bit. Next we went to another place to sit around, and finally were taken in for our massages. The massage and foot/scalp massage were one after the other and it was very nice and relaxing. The building was obviously modernized but the area with the baths still had many aspects from the past, but since I was in a robe and didn’t have my phone with me, I didn’t get any pictures either. We both really enjoyed our time at the Quapaw Bathhouse and Spa, but agreed if we had to pick one day, we would do the Buckstaff because it was more unique.

After that, we said goodbye to Hot Springs and headed north. Our next stop was a remote cabin in the Ozarks and was supposed to be about a 3 hour drive, so we planned to arrive by dinner. We had to get some groceries for the cabin, so we stopped at a Walmart about 30 minutes north and then after another hour or so ended up stopping at one more Mexican restaurant for lunch! We decided we had finally gotten caught up on eating at Mexican places after that: we both love Mexican food and hadn’t been to restaurants in so long it seemed like we were making up for lost time, but after the third one in a row we felt satiated, ha!

Let me know if you’ve been to Hot Springs and how your visit compared! Or if now you plan to go to check it out for yourself.

Yellowstone…Or Not (Part 1)

Sometime in early May, when we were all really stuck inside the house, I saw something on Facebook about camping in Yellowstone, and I thought, yes, why not! So even though at the time I actually thought there was no way we would even be allowed to travel cross country in late July, I booked several nights camping (with fully refundable reservations) and then I started to plan out a two week road trip getting there and back.

I titled the document, Yellowstone…or not. Because I didn’t want to get too excited about it, and well, because I didn’t think it would happen. But planning the trip gave me something to do, and something to think might maybe happen. As it got closer, I started to worry that even though we COULD go, maybe we shouldn’t. Would it be a stupid thing to do? After all, there are people that don’t wear masks and go out to eat as if nothing has changed, when still most of my friends are unemployed or underemployed, and entire sectors of the country (the arts and music in particular) have completely shut down, with absolutely no end in sight. (It is worth noting that this week alone I have lost four weeks of theater work that I would have had in the fall.)

But we decided to go. Louie and I decided that yes, maybe it was a stupid thing to do, and yes, we were upping our COVID risk, but we would do our best to be safe, we would always wear masks inside, near people, and we would never eat in a restaurant or spend any significant amount of time inside near people. Additionally, we planned to try to social distance outside as much as possible and avoid the busiest places at the busiest times. I was under no impression than Yellowstone wasn’t busy at this time: I had read online that that visitation from UP from normal years, and that the area was completely slammed, but I also knew if we set out on foot, perhaps 50 yards from our car, crowds would dissipate and I knew that the Park was huge and we could get away from people no matter how busy it was.

We set out on the morning on a Saturday and headed west. We had packed a good amount of our food for the trip though we planned to get takeout here and there and do a few drive-throughs along the way as well. The first day we had about an 11 hour drive planned, from St Louis to Bridgeport, Nebraska. It was a long day driving, but we listened to the 1619 Podcast and enjoyed the scenery. If you let yourself enjoy the scenery, Missouri is nice and Nebraska is actually quite beautiful with the cornfields and the open skies.

We stopped a few times along the way, lunch at McDonalds (did the drive thru, ate outside out of car), snacks and cold drinks from the cooler. We got to Bridgeport around 8:00 and first ended up at the wrong motel! Somehow in inputting the address I had put the Meadowlark Motel instead of the Meadowpark Hotel and we ended up about 1/2 mile from where we wanted to be (at a motel that didn’t look like I thought it should, nor was it very nice, plus no reservation..then I realized, oh, this is entirely the wrong place yet somehow the name is so similar, which frankly is just really weird.) Nonetheless we ended up at the motel I had booked which was perfectly nice. It was part of an RV Park as well, so we were in one of a small amount of very decent motel rooms which overlooked a nice grassy area. We relaxed outside of our room enjoying the fresh air for a bit before going to sleep.

The next morning we found a nearby Taco John’s for breakfast. Last year we had inadvertently discovered Taco John’s and their Potato Ole’s and fallen in love, and we made a point a few times to visit this summer when possible (there are none near St Louis.)

We drove about an hour west in Nebraska until we reached our first quasi-destination for the day. Chimney Rock! Now, there wasn’t much to do, but last summer we had driven by in the night and this summer I wanted us to see it during the day.

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Chimney Rock was a famous landmark for people on the Oregon Trail back in the day. There’s a lot of Oregon Trail history in this area (and really, the land is very beautiful) which is both cool to read about but then you start feeling kind of weird and awful about the idea of settlers and all of the colonization taking place back then…being taught all of this land was open and nobody lived on it, when in fact, there were tens of thousands of Native Americans already living there.

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But it is a kind of cool landmark. There was an RV Park right next to it which looked like the place to stay if you really liked Chimney Rock.

Next we drove on into the empty space towards Agate Fossil Beds National Monument. I thought we should see a different National Monument in Nebraska than last year and as always the National Parks Service did a good job. The drive north from the Scottsbluff area was really beautiful, full of nothingness and cell towers and farmland, but gorgeous (in an understated way, not in an obvious Montana way). At one point the birds were really on the road and didn’t like to get out of the way of the car and that led to a rather upsetting moment and after that we honked the horn every time.  Finally we arrived at Agate Fossil Beds, and not a moment too soon as I really had to go the bathroom by then. The tough part of road trips is that you never realize how often you use the bathroom until you can’t just go whenever you want.

The visitor’s center was closed, but they had nice portapotties out front and there was a ranger there as well giving out maps and information. We did the two trails there and learned about the area and why it is a National Monument. The first trail we did was the Fossil Hills Trail which is about 2.7 miles. Back closer to 1900 men found  a lot of the fossils in the area and excavated them (with horse and wagon) and took them to various museums further east. Nowadays we tend to leave the fossils in place for further study but back then it was thought to collect them for museums for people to visit more easily. Many of these fossils were of animals that are now extinct but that lived long after the dinosaurs, bear dogs, giant pigs, small rhinoceroses, and land beavers. We had learned about some of these animals at the museum in Branson the year before as well, so it was nice to see them again in a more reputable source.

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This was part of where the fossils had been. It was a neat hike up a large hill.

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Doesn’t this just scream “America” at you? Of course some of us know that America means more than wheatfields and cowboy hats, but it’s very “Americana” I guess.

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The first of many selfies we took on the trip. Hardly anybody was around, though we did pass a few people on the hike. We had our masks handy, though I don’t know if taking it in and out of your pocket is actually that effective?

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The Ancients Beavers made these spiral burrows. This was on the second trail we did called the Daemonelix Trail, only about 1 mile. The heat of the day was getting to us by now (it was noon or so by now) and the sun was hot! We really enjoyed our visit to the Agate Fossil Beds National Monument. It’s too bad the visitor’s center/museum was closed because we peeked in and saw some nice looking displays, but we doubt we will go back—it wasn’t too out of the way, but it was a bit out of the way from anything!

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Next we were headed to Wyoming. Our destination for the evening was a campsite at Boysen State Park’s Lower Wind River Campground. We drove about 4  or so more hours, many of them on roads that were under construction, but Wyoming is so beautiful we hardly even minded.

We got to Boysen around 5 pm and found our campsite easily. It was a small campground, with water and vault toilets (that means, they don’t flush, they sort of compost and are totally decent when they aren’t used very much). We had a nice site near the river, but the downside was that the campground was right near a highway. I’d thought the traffic would die down overnight but I’m not sure it did.

We set up our tent and then explored Boysen State Park further. There is a gorgeous reservoir formed by a dam in the Canyon. I think the Park is mostly used for water recreation, but it was really gorgeous.

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Right near our campsite.

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I loved our campsite. We weren’t right by the water (I’d had a hard time deciding which site to reserve and possibly should have picked the one over, but we were Site 13 and it ended up being quite nice.)

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Just a cool rock formation with the Forester. And below, the sun over Boysen Reservoir.

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An excellent selfie by the Wind River, in the possibly better campsite (which was unoccupied). We were right near a few tunnels as well, a couple for the road and a couple for the train, which was neat to watch coming in and out of the tunnel.

We made our first camping meal of mac and cheese with tuna and canned peas (what can I say, we eat like kings while camping) and made a fire. They didn’t actually sell firewood at the campground which is unusual but we found a bit to burn and the camp host said we could have a few logs and we took her up on it. We would have enjoyed the evening more with a few less biting flies though, and turned in on the early side.

The next morning we had to pack up the tent. We were off to nearby Thermopolis next to visit Hot Springs State Park.

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The town of Thermopolis feels like a throw back from the 70s or 80s. Lots of independent motels and in the park there are two privately owned hot springs play areas which feel very 80s with music, water slides, pools and more. But our destination ended up being the public baths, because you get a free 20 minute soak, it was outdoors for the most part and it wasn’t crowded at all. We hit the jackpot because we could also shower for free while there!

The hot springs in Thermopolis are formed differently than the hot springs in Yellowstone but I have already forgotten the difference. The park was lovely, not crowded and was nice to just wander around. There is also a scenic drive and a bison herd!

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We walked across this bridge.

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The colors caused by the various organism in the hot waters are really gorgeous. The round building in the background is Hellie’s Teepee Pool, one of the privately owned pool/bath places.

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More hot springs.

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One of the neat things is when you find evidence of the CCC, the Civilian Conservation Corps. These stairs were built to help people get to the hot springs here and soak in the water I guess. Back in the day (1920-1950’s) people went more crazy over hot springs and would even camp in the area in order to take advantage of them. (Sometimes I feel like I’m failing a test when I am trying to remember what we saw in order to tell you. I do write some things down, but not everything. I don’t recall exactly what these steps were to, but I do recall they were built by the CCC and that I always enjoy a good set of stone stairs).

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We drove up the scenic drive. There was also hiking to be done, but it was hot and we didn’t feel like doing more than just walking around after having showered and cleaned up! We also found the bison herd but they weren’t too close to the road so we just said hello from the car (not really, but yes) and moved on, knowing there would be more to see in Yellowstone!

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We had to stop for pictures by this crazy thing. It was called the Teepee Fountain and what will blow your mind is that it is sort of man-made.

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This sign shows how it initially looked and the water has done the rest over the years! It was built in 1909 to vent steam and over the years the mineral deposits from the water have built it up.

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Our last stop in Thermopolis was just down by the river again.

After that, we hit the road again, headed to Cody, Wyoming. People on Trip Advisor love the town of Cody, and the one thing we would like to do someday but we didn’t want to do this time was visit the museums. Cody has what they call “5 museums in 1” about the west: history, art, weapons, and more, and supposedly the museums are Smithsonian quality. I didn’t think a pandemic was the best time to visit a museum that they say you should devote the whole day to, so we just stopped by and then had camping reservations at nearby Buffalo Bill State Park.

When we got to Cody we saw a sign for Mexican Tacos from a Truck (living the dream) and so we screeched to a halt and quickly ordered. We ate outside at a picnic table surrounded by a parking lot and it was glorious. You had your usual suspects, the people who didn’t wear masks when ordering (the people in the truck were wearing masks) and then the guy who left his truck idling the whole time he waited on his order (there was nobody in the truck and no, it just doesn’t take that long to cool your vehicle back down, but eating next to an idling truck sure is less comfortable). Perhaps this is why we didn’t like Cody that much: the people. After our late lunch we picked up a few supplies at the grocery story, which thankfully had a mask requirement, and then we walked around the downtown area a bit. We didn’t feel terribly welcome for the most part because we saw just a few too many t-shirts about how the current president was the best, and so after an hour or wandering or so (and wondering if it would rain) we continued on our own way.

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We stopped at the Buffalo Bill Dam next. It was just starting to storm when we got there, so we stayed in the Visitor’s Center a littel longer than I might have liked, but it wasn’t too busy and there were some very interesting exhibits and a short movie telling you how the dam was made. (Hint: it was very difficult to make and went way over budget). One thing I noticed was how many casualties were acceptable—these days people don’t expect any casualties during construction jobs but back 100 years ago dozens of people would get hurt and/or die, no big deal, seemingly. Nowadays we only expect that for school children from gunshots, I guess.

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The storm passed fairly quickly and then it was hot again. I didn’t get many pictures for two reasons: fear of heights, and being a little too close to the dam for good pictures.

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Our next stop for the day was our campground at Buffalo Bill State Park. We had a site booked at the North Shore Campground, and it was a beautiful location! The weird thing about this campground was that the water was centrally located in one place that wasn’t really walking distance from the site. Our site was a walk-in tent site and was an absolutely gorgeous location, though. (The next morning we had a bit of a miscommunication and I regret not understanding that Louie thought we should stay longer, whereas I was in “go-go” mode and wanted to get to Yellowstone. This ended up with us having an argument and both feeling bad..it’s hard for me sometimes to just be in the moment and relax when I know so many places the early bird gets the worm and waiting too long means that you end up with huge crowds, but this wasn’t that case and we should have stayed longer…vacations can be hard, especially camping vacations! But I digress…well, one more digression is that I was super stressed going into this trip about COVID and whether we even had the moral right to go on vacation, and that was hard to deal with also…)

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The view of where we parked versus where our campsite was. Now, we have learned over the years to always stake the tent down. Children, let me tell you, you must always stake your tent down as well as you possibly can. Never say, oh, it’s very pleasant now. It could storm or be windy at any point and you will regret it if you don’t tie your tent down the very best way you can.  We have learned though, so we did it, and we were very glad later, because the wind picked up tremendously and this was one of the windiest sites we had ever had!

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But it was gorgeous. Right by the Buffalo Bill Reservoir, and very private too. There were wooden fences around it too.

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For this campground they did sell firewood but we weren’t sure if they would so we bought some in Cody, just in case. You never know, and it usually turns out if we don’t have wood it isn’t there but if we do we shouldn’t have bought it and would have gotten a better deal at the campground.

After unpacking the tent we went out to do a little exploring in the area but realized truly the best view was from our campsite (Tent Site 4), so we went back. That’s when the wind had really picked up and we knew if we hadn’t tied everything down as well we easily could have lost the tent! But it was totally fine and we made a dinner (in the wind, it was tough!) and again went to bed early to finally get out of the wind.

I’ll leave this blog post here. Next stop: Yellowstone!