The terrain of Wyoming is like Colorado in reverse. Colorado has a flat and somewhat barren Eastern section, followed by a whole lot of awesome. Wyoming has a flattish and really barren Eastern section, with a large Northwest corner of really awesome. Eastern Wyoming was a lot of fun to drive through - we managed to stay away from I-90, so we got to drive on some more interesting and deserted roads through the barren wasteland. I actually found this to be a welcome break from South Dakota, with its long flat straightaways filled with heavy truck traffic - despite being barren, the land was characterized by rolling hills, which I enjoy.

Both Yellowstone and to a lesser degree Grand Teton are like giant zoos without fences. Our Tetons guidebook told us it is hard to go a day without seeing a moose. We were almost disappointed on day 3, when we saw our first moose. Not only did we see a moose, but it chased us the wrong way down our trail for about a mile or so. We also saw a black bear on day two, across Lake Solitude. Apparently it had gone about 100 feet from us while we were eating our lunch, but decided to wander up the trail without incident. This was reported to us by a couple hiking down from Paintbrush Divide with a view of the whole scene.
The other aspect that these parks are like zoos is in the vernacular sense. When you're within 5 miles of a trailhead, you don't go more than 5 minutes without seeing other hikers. This is why backpacking is nice, because the backcountry is well regulated by the National Park Service to limit overuse. Yellowstone is swarming with people, and parts of it feel like a big tourist trap. On the other hand, you get even more of the benefits of being in a zoo - it's pretty much impossible to avoid really awesome wildlife. There are bison everywhere (really frustrating waiting for them to cross the road) and we saw a grizzly feeding on a bison carcass across the Yellowstone River from us in Hayden Valley. Unfortunately we didn't manage to see any bighorn sheep or wolves; that will have to wait until next trip.
in a strange twist of fate, the chosen nickname of my half of the eighth grade at Culbreth Middle School (GREAT place) was...the Bighorn Sheep. Team names that year had to be endangered species, so it was pretty much an obvious choice.
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