I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas. . .

But not in mid-June. This is the scene that greeted us as we drove into Yellowstone on our way to the cabin. I couldn't believe how snowy it was. And it was still snowing on us. The ranger at the gate said that the road had been closed the night before so we were lucky to get through.





It was starting to clear up so we got out at one of the geyser basins. It was very cold though. We braved it one or two more times. The cold air made the normal steam VERY heavy.



On the way out, it got a lot more sunny so we got this good picture of Ryan. Then it was out through West Yellowstone with a quick stop at the grocery store and home to the cabin in Island Park for a week.