Thursday, Wood River Camp, Shoshone Fore

Fascinating drive through, wait for it, wait... NOW! THE GOOSEBERRY BADLANDS of WY! If ever an oxymoron, oxy rules this is it! Anyway, who am I to judge?
Now camped in Wood River Camp along a rushing creek (Wood River) somewhere East of Cody, WY.
Firs across the creek are majestic, clinging to the slope and rock faces.
Created one study (Nu-pastel on Canson 120 lb.) and soon discovered the difference between 400 grit Wallace paper, and the Canson paper. But... it is only a sketch.
The other big issue, although I learn from the late Wolf Kahn, with his blocks a contrasting colours, I also realize, that like the prints of my AZ. images in pastel - recently, I have been rendering images with solid colours, NOT Impressionist style. Anyway....
Heavy rain during supper. Watched the creek rise. A major surprise will be if a tree, we labeled it "Tree Tanatious" , is still defying gravity, leaning over the rushing creek, if it will still be standing by tomorrow - I will be most surprised.
Brief walk along road up behind camp. Sketch images in every direction. Too lovely.
As we walked admiring the beauty of Nature, I asked Connie: "This is not my favourite, Cave Creek (in Arizona) is, but can we come back here after Yellowstone... by the way, where do we go after Yellowstone?"
Came the reply that made my feet itch in extreme: "Don't know... maybe we can come back here, after all, we have three-and-a-half months ahead of us!"
I nearly allowed the rock krantze (rock ridges) around us to echo the Bybee mantra: "I'm ready, let's go! "

Only camp sites for 5 campers. Four are occupied. Off a minor highway, onto a well kept country road - a long way - onto a dirt road skirting meadows with "Constable elms" (but no Border Collie and herd of sheep - typical Constable subject matter) a long way, onto a dirt Forest Department road a good way... at last Wood River Campground. Ideal. 'So, you want to experience this beauty? Then work for it!'
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