Cody, and the approach to Yellowstone

It was pretty dreary as we hightailed it outa Worland. It was not too long before we rolled into Cody, Wyoming, so named because it was the home of Buffalo Bill Cody. Yeah, Yeah, big deal.

As we rolled westward along the North Fork Highway, out of the town of Cody, and into mountains, however, the landscape began to change. We were winding through a narrow mountain pass, along the Shoshone river. The wind was whippin' and the river, which was more like a brook, was a long way down. We went through a short tunnel, and when we came out we were looking at the Buffalo Bill Reservoir. We pulled over and discovered that we were at the Buffalo Bill Dam.

It was freezin' ass cold, and very windy, so we didn't stay long. Continuing west along the North Fork Highway we rolled through Wapiti, and as land began to take on a spirit of it's own. We were approaching Yellowstone.