Keith and Mari ride to Yellowstone
Saturday, Oct 8 we headed out from Syracuse UT, riding up I-15 to Brigham City, then through Logan via highway 89, up through Logan Canyon, by Bear Lake, through Idaho and into Wyoming, where we spent the night in Jackson.
It was cold. It snowed on us. We skirted some ice patches on the road over a couple of mountain passes. But we dressed warm, cranked up the seat and grip heaters on the Vision, and hunkered down. And boy was it worth it. We saw some of the most beautiful fall colors. We didn’t see a single motorcycle on the road, which meant I could relax and not worry about waving at everyone :-) We did see one motorcycle in Yellowstone park, but I think it was a park ranger. We got lots of attention as we walked around Jackson with our helmets – lots of folks were admiring the bike. I had more than one guy tell me how bad ass we were to make the ride at this time of year.
The following day we rode through Grand Teton National Park on our way into Yellowstone.
There were lots of low clouds so our view of the mountains was limited to the foothills on the way in. But the fall foliage was on fire!
There was a little bit of ice on the road here and there, and I was really careful going over bridges as we rode over mountain passes in Yellowstone. By the time we got to Old Faithful, the day had started warming up quite a bit.
When it hit 50F we were pretty happy :-) It was pretty chilly riding back to Jackson that evening, but we got in before dark and warmed up in the hot tub at the Elk Country Inn before going out for a delicious dinner at Thai Me Up (if you’re hungry for some Thai in Jackson, be sure to visit them – their home brewed beers are delicious).
The next day was partly cloudy and still a bit chilly as we headed back home. We added some hand and feet warmers to our attire and Mari picked up a neck gator. We stopped in Alpine, WY for a late breakfast at Yankee Doodle’s – Stephen Colbert would love this joint. Delicious food, and an incredible attention to detail as everything in the restaurant was red white and blue.
As we rode South, the day continued to warm until we were riding through Idaho at a comfortable 54F. By the time we got back into our hometown of Syracuse, UT, the temp was up to 64F and there were several motorcycles out and about.
It was quite an adventure. I was ready to turn around at the first sign of trouble, but we stuck it out and it was well worth it!