Fifty years they've been married. Hard to conceptualize. My parents are quite the team and worthy of celebration. So the Sage clan headed to Yellowstone to toast the lovely couple. Sad that Eli couldn't join us, but he was on his own adventure. The week was spent at a lovely rented house right outside Gardiner and the Northern Gate (I think it was the north one....) of Yellowstone Park. It was lovely that I got to start the week off on Father's Day with 5 of the most lovely fathers in the land: Jon, Rodg, Dave, Pete, and Jay. We passed the days by driving and hiking in the vast park. I had no idea it was that big. Evening were spent playing kickball on the banks of the Gardiner river. Only once did Jon have to make a daring save of our ball before it was washed downstream. And only once did we get surprised by the lawn sprinkler system. When it was too windy or chilly for kickball, we played other games. I love that my nieces can be convinced to play a game at anytime. I knew they were good kids.
The Sage-Martinsons continued our quest to visit national monuments and points of interest when they are not visible. Old Faithful was swallowed up in a snow squall. On Mid-Summer's day, no less. It was literally a white-out- you couldn't see the geyser from right next to it. Luckily, after an hour's hike we returned to sunny skies and saw it go off in all of its glory. Overall, it was a lovely week spent celebrating a lovely couple!
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