Let Your Soul Take You

“Let your mind start a journey thru a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be...Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you'll live as you've never lived before.”

~ Erich Fromm

On Thursday the 15th Bug and I awoke very early in the morning. The truck had been loaded the evening before. We were ready to start out on an adventure.

For the last seven months we had been planning and saving. It was hard to believe that we were finally starting out on our journey to Yellowstone.

It would take two days for us to drive to the Montana side of Yellowstone. We planned several stops along the way to stretch our legs. Our first stop was at the Corn Palace in Mitchell, South Dakota.

We had the opportunity to watch the workers cut stalks and sort ears for the display right before they broke for lunch.

Isn't that a natural state for him?

From the Corn Palace we continued to travel West. Our next break was for a milk shake at Wall Drug.

The sign next to this T-Rex made Bug a little nervous. It stated that the T-Rex attempts to feed approximately every 12 minutes.

I wondered out loud what the T-Rex eats? Little boys perhaps?

Bug backed up a little but still watched nervously for the animated dinosaur to get hungry.

Lucky for Bug the T-Rex couldn't reach him. We had our milkshake and continued to explore the backyard.

It was a good stop for Bug to run off some energy and stretch his legs.

We spent that night at my Uncle & Aunt's house in Spearfish, South Dakota. We are still very grateful that they allowed us the opportunity to rest at their home & fed us a great breakfast to get us started again.

Our original plan was to stop in Billings, Montana to visit the Little Bighorn Battlefield and National Monument. Bug had his heart set elsewhere though, so we took a two hour side trip for a brief visit to the Devil's Tower. Bug delighted in explaining the Indian legend of how the rock grew and gained it's odd "scratches".

That evening, exhausted, we pulled in to West Yellowstone, Montana, only to find that the cabin we had rented was no longer in operation. A note on the door explained that they were currently in a licensing disagreement with the county and had made other arrangements for our stay.

I will admit, I was close to tears. We had driven all that way only to find out that we may not have an acceptable place to stay. I swallowed my anger and disappointment and proceeded to the address listed.

We were in luck. A lot of luck. The new cabin run by a different outfit was much nicer than the original and cheaper. What could have been a devastating blow to our vacation turned out to be a great blessing.