The reunion started off with a very sick cousin, and a rainy day. Yes, it does sound very ominous, but things got better pretty quick. Instead of the planned horseback riding, we went to the Buffalo Bill Museum (because of the weather) which held guns, art, replicas of nature, and just about anything you can imagine that went along with the Wild West. (BTW: Cody, Wyoming is the rodeo capital of the world). That night we went back to camp, played games, and ate like the royalty of the camping world.
On Tuesday, we went to Yellowstone. Once there, the first stop we made was at fishing bridge which is famous for being above a point in the river where you can see the bottom and all of the fish right there. However, thanks to the very wet year we have had, we could only see dark, deep water. After that we went to the sulfurous hot springs, and then to a waterfall to eat lunch. After that came the beautifully colored sulfuric-smelling pools, which looked like this from the pathway:
After that we went to another waterfall, and then, finally, to see Old Faithful. It was spectacular.
We got home at about 10:30 that night to more good food, and nice warm sleeping bags.
Next, on Wednesday, we finally went horseback riding which was great fun. The horses were all beautiful and great with us. Only two or three people at the reunion really knew how to ride horses beforehand, but by the end, the six-year-old great-grandson was certain that he could have been a fully-fledged cowboy. We then went home to lots of game and some people went kayaking down a nearby river.
When Thursday finally came around, everybody was looking forward to getting wet going river rafting. The ill cousin was finally able to participate and everybody was happy. Our entire group fit in one raft with a great guide and had an amazing time. Most people enjoyed getting wet and our guide was great at soaking those that didn't. On the calmer parts of the river, we had water wars with our bailing buckets and our four people in kayaks. After giving our report, Grandma decided that she could have and should have gone with us. Later in the evening, we went to the famous Cody, Wyoming Rodeo. They have that rodeo every night for the entire summer, rain or shine. One of the announcers was a clown-literally-and had an entire little show for us. It was Great!
Friday, boys' day, let's go shoot some guns day!! And so we did. After shooting for what seemed like forever to whoever didn't shoot, everybody headed back to camp for more food and joy. That night we had planned on going to a drive-in movie, but nobody wanted to see the show that was playing, so instead we went to see Cowboys and Aliens at a different theater. Everybody agreed that it was Okay, although a little bit ridiculous.
The last day was Saturday which mostly consisted of packing up and rolling out. We finally got home at about 4:30 on Sunday and were all glad to sleep in our own beds.
Tess
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