And so, all good things come to an end.
I awoke on Tuesday, September 22nd with "a zip in my bip and a pop in my bop," (rather like this kid) ready to spend one final day exploring the cold and phenomenal park before heading south to the Grand Tetons, where I would camp a few more nights.
The first order of business was to visit Mammoth Hot Springs. It was close to where I was camping that I did not feel compelled to stop there the previous days, knowing it would be so easy to drop by in the future.
But, on my last day, it was my last chance to see the beautiful cascading travertine, so there I dutifully went...