Yellowstone: Day 2 - Welcome to Old Faithful
If you’re reading this then obviously you know we’re at Yellowstone, well at least I hope you do. If you don’t then you might want to stop reading and backtrack to my last post. I’m serious, go read Yellowstone: Day 1! I’ll wait…
See that wasn’t so hard, and now you won’t be confused, well at least not more than usual due to my excessive rambling and random tangents haha. But anyways back to Yellowstone! The first time I was here Eric and I just did the typical touristy things like watching Old Faithful from the wooden benches surrounding the geyser, but with Eric living and working there now, we had the inside scoop of where to see the geysers from above without all the people around. Old Faithful goes off anywhere from every 35 to 120 minutes. There are a lot of misconceptions about OF and the regularity in which it erupts. Truthfully I didn’t even know these facts until Eric informed me, but one thing that is true is there absolutely is an “Old Faithful Indicator” (well at least in the busy season). You can always tell when its getting close because the crowd will be abundant! As soon as OF is finished the crowd disperses like their life depends on it, in fact the morning after camping Haley and I went to grab a snack from one of the many food options in the Old Faithful Village and as we were ordering one of the guys behind the counter yelled back to the kitchen “here they come!”. We turned around to see what he was talking about and I swear it looked like a stampede of people were approaching, the guy explained that if we had come in 5 minutes later we’d be in a 30-40 minute line to get a sandwich; on that note we quickly grabbed our food and left before the masses arrived! But back to those facts I mentioned, OF erupts for about 1.5 to 5 minutes at a time and it’s maximum height is between 90 and 184 feet. It’s not the biggest geyser and to my surprise it’s not even the most regular geyser in Yellowstone but it’s the most famous and well known that's for sure! Another fun fact I learned is it can only be predicted one eruption in advance and the previous length of the eruption is what the next wait time is based upon. Meaning if the current eruption is 2 minutes then the wait time till the next eruption would be about 55 minutes whereas a 4.5 minute eruption would cause about a 90 minute wait time. The times of the next eruption are posted many places throughout the park and according to the posted time we had about 15 minutes until it went off. Eric suggested that we go around back and watch it go off from below and then hike to the overlook to watch it again from above the crowd. I thought that was kind of strange because he had gotten incredibly sunburned the day before and made it a point that he didn't want to stand in the direct sun, but I also was too preoccupied with taking a million pictures of the scenery to put much thought into the change of plans. I did notice that nobody else was standing around back like we were, which I also thought was kind of strange since we had a perfect view. But again, I just didn’t really think much of it. One thing Old Faithful is really good at is teasing you for a good 10 to 20 minutes before it goes off, so every minute or so leading up you're like “Oh…is this it?! No not that one” “Now?? Not yet” but eventually it went off. And within about 10 seconds, we started feeling a little mist... and then before we knew it we were completely drenched and smelling of sulfur. And as the wall of water came at us, Eric yelled over the thunderous roar, "Welcome to Old Faithful!" I look over and he's just cracking up, Haley's attempting to cover the lens of her camera with a big grin on her face, and a couple of Asian tourists were running for their lives; personally, I loved it. After a long day of hiking I embraced the cool water with open arms, sulfur smell aside it was quite refreshing! Eric felt bad seeing Haley having to cover her camera, but she couldn't even be mad because it was such a great prank. We took a couple selfies full of laughter and wet hair, and as our new buddy Old Faithful died down, we set out on the steep hike up to the observation point to catch the show all over again from above.
From the base of Old Faithful to the observation point, it's just shy of two miles depending on the path you take. There's actually quite a little network of trails that branch out to a few other geysers as well. Not five minutes into our hike, we could no longer hear the rumble of the geysers or the incessant chatter of people. The shade from the trees allowed us to escape the hustle and bustle of the hundreds of people below and mentally transported us away from any and everything that was on our mind. Winding our way through fallen trees and moss covered rocks we made our way up the side of the mountain. Every once in awhile there would be a break in the trees or a gust of wind would blow through allowing the sun to shine down, instantly blanketing everything in a warm golden hue. We were the first to reach the top so we had our pick of where to sit and take in the beautiful scenery. There was a rickety wooden fence feebly attempting to keep tourists away from the very edge. I almost felt sorry for the old fence as it clearly had been ignored and passed over time and time again. As we were about to do the same and disregard the old fence we saw the cutest chipmunk! He was such a little ham, I swear he was posing for the camera. He hung with us for about five minutes before the next group of hikers arrived. A few other people found their way up to our spot and the little guy eventually ran off but it was fun while it lasted. We finally made our way over the poor fence and sat on some rocks and waited for the show to begin. Out of nowhere, a geyser erupted in the opposite direction - thanks to Eric's vast knowledge of the geyser basin we learned it was Beehive, and to be perfectly honest it was far more impressive than Old Faithful. He went off for about 8 minutes and had some height on him! Apparently it only goes off roughly twice a day but has about an 8 to 24 hour window so it was really cool to have the opportunity to see it!
As we each sat on our respective rocks with our feet hanging over the edge, waiting for Old Faithful to entertain us once again, we quietly took in the view below. It was really cool seeing everything from an aerial view. It really put everything in perspective. We could see where Eric's dorm was compared with the Old Faithful Inn where he worked, as well as the area in which we hiked the day before. It really was quite spread out. To me it was just kind of crazy that all this was built in the middle of a National Park. With the way they had the times posted for Old Faithful and the rush of people flooding the restaurants after the “show” was over I just couldn't get the feeling of it being like a theme park out of my head. It kept reminding me of being at Disney World when I was younger and lining up to see the parade and then rushing to one of the many restaurants as soon as it was over for a quick dinner in the park. Of course am I really surprised that man managed to turn nature into a theme park and profit off it? Unfortunately I am not.
Eventually OF went off and we watched as a few other unsuspecting victims were "blessed by Old Faithful". We laughed as they ran in all different directions attempting, with little success, to stay dry. We watched as the crowds dispersed probably heading off to get some food or perhaps to take a nap in their cozy little hotel rooms. I gave one last sigh as I climbed down from my rock and shook my head in an attempt to shake off the weird feelings that had engulfed me while we sat silent for the past 30 minutes observing the scene below. We made our way back down the mountain, taking a little detour to check out Solitary Geyser, and Eric found another trail down that he hadn't known about before so we set off to explore and found ourselves coming out in the middle of the boardwalks, which was cool because it allowed us to check out Beehive up close. We applauded him on a job well done. I find it so interesting how roughly an hour ago this little guy had shot thousands of gallons of water out and now it just sits silent and still like nothing happened. By this point we were pretty exhausted and definitely hungry so we headed to the Bear Pitt for bison burgers and huckleberry margaritas. Yes I felt like a hypocrite after quietly judging the entire concept however I had to put my dislike of man aside for turning nature into a business because that was the best damn bison burger I've ever had, and that huckleberry margarita?! To die for!