When the mind stops racing from all it has witnessed, the blogging can begin

I covered 126 miles in Yellowstone Park this day (West Yellowstone, down to Yellowstone Lake, then back up to the North Entrance at Gardiner).

But I cannot write about it yet. Tomorrow brings my early morning journey to Glacier, and by the time I return I should be able to process it all.

For now, it's time to prune the vacation beard, finish the seventh beer from a different Montana brewer I've had in the past three days, and pack it up for Glacier, beer mace and all.

Still, let me set the record straight - wild bison grazing in the park? Always cooler than the Buffalo Bills.