We got up early on Sunday morning to go to Church in Cody, Wyoming. It's about an hour and forty-five minutes away. Church in the park doesn't begin for a few more weeks, so until then, we are driving quite a ways to worship. I thought I would throw in one picture of a bison and K took this really nice shot of Sylvan Lake. On the way to Cody in the morning, there was a bear jam, but we didn't see the bear. A ranger was there managing it, so we just drove on by. On the way back, there was a bear jam in the same place, so we "participated" and took a few photos ourselves. We talked to that ranger later and she said she was babysitting that bear all day, even while it took a nap. I should clarify, the bear isn't really the one she was babysitting--it was the people who get so excited about getting that perfect shot. K and I had both been to Yellowstone numerous times. Until he moved there on Mother's Day weekend, neither of us had ever seen a bear in the park. That's all changed...
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