Herewith we continue travel blogging. Late today we took a ride in one of these old "historic buses." Ours was a 1936 White that had been totally rebuilt with Ford running gear, engine and drive train. In Glacier National Park they call them "jammers" as they originally had non-synchromesh transmissions and the drivers would jam them into gear, probably with a good deal of grinding.
We had a great driver/guide named Brooke; one of those not-rushing-into-adulthood folks who provide guiding and other services at the parks. I met a number of them as a professor, often very interesting folks.
We saw plenty of wildlife on this drive, including the large fellow above who was maybe 5 feet from our vehicle. If he appears to be taking a dim view of us, he nevertheless showed good sense enough not to charge a motor vehicle that outweighed him by a couple of tons. We saw hundreds of bison, several deer, and a herd of elk all relatively close, and what was either a wolf or a coyote (more likely) but seen at such a distance that we couldn't tell which, even with binoculars. We also saw clueless tourists standing 10-12 feet from a bison, which is really asking for a Darwin Award. We lucked into a spectacular sunset over Lake Yellowstone, which can be seen on the other DrC's blog located at cruztalker.blogspot.com. She specializes in photos of pretty places and flowers, and interesting critters.
We chatted up several park employees in the course of the last two days, they are often very pleasant people from all over the world. That is part of the fun.
