Then we came back to see the original hot mama herself.
We actually saw one of the smaller, rarer geysers going off at the same time -- see it there in the background? Even Dorothy, who has been coming here for decades, had never seen that happen simultaneously.
We avoided the outgoing traffic by stopping back at the lodge for huckleberry ice cream and ate it out on the most lavish of front porches.
Make Yellowstone the first National Park? Somebody was a genius.