Spencer Jack Stalked By Yellowstone Buffalo

Checking email this morning I found multiple emails from Spencer Jack and his dad with multiple pictures of Spencer Jack in Yellowstone.

Including a video of Spencer Jack being stalked by a big buffalo, well, big bison is the word Spencer Jack used for the big beast chasing him.

When I watched the video I did not know what I was looking at because it was upside down. So I upside righted it in Windows Movie Maker and then YouTubed it.

You can watch that video below.

That is not Spencer Jack behind the wheel of a 1965 Mustang Fastback talking to a bear.

That is me behind the wheel of my first car, acquired when I was a junior in high school. That car took me to a lot of places all over the west.

On this particular trip to Yellowstone at some point I saw the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone. That is one spectacular  canyon, I said. And then said, let's continue south and go see the more well known Grand Canyon. Before arriving at the North Rim of the Grand Canyon we checked out Bryce Canyon and Zion Canyon. Lots of canyons on that particular roadtrip. Knew nothing about Bryce or Zion at the time. And so that was great fun discovering those two national parks, almost topped by seeing the Grand Canyon for the first time.

It has been a few decades since I've seen the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone, but I am fairly certain that is what is behind Spencer Jack in the picture below.

I am also fairly certain that Spencer Jack and his dad won't be heading south on this trip to go see the other Grand Canyon.

I have not been to Yellowstone since the year before wildfires burned a large area of the park back late in the previous century.

Are there still a lot of bears allowed in Yellowstone? On our first family vacation roadtrip to Yellowstone, a long time ago, we saw dozens upon dozens of bears.

Below you can watch Spencer Jack and his dad being chased by a buffalo....

Spencer Jack Takes His Dad To Yellowstone To Find Yogi The Bear

A couple days ago an incoming blog comment from someone named Anonymous told me...

The next generation of wonderful Jones boys are rumored to be visiting Yellowstone in the upcoming days. They are hoping to see no bears, or your mom screaming, whilst jumping up and down on top of a picnic table.

I assumed the wonderful Jones boys Anonymous was referring to were Spencer Jack and his dad, he being my Favorite Nephew Jason.

Today multiple incoming pictures confirmed that Spencer Jack has taken his dad to Yellowstone National Park. Spencer Jack and his dad usually fly to their various destinations. I do not know if that was the case for this trip. Yellowstone is an easy drive from Western Washington.

When I was a kid, when school got out for the year, we took off on our annual vacation roadtrip. As me and my siblings got older than annual vacation roadtrips got more adventurous. I recollect when I was in 6th grade it was to Idaho and Eastern Oregon.

If that went well the next year we would go to Yellowstone, a place us kids had been begging to go to for a long time. Well, Idaho and Oregon went well, so the next year we did Yellowstone.

The incident Anonymous refers to where my mom jumped up and down on a picnic table occurred in the Old Faithful Campground where a big bear was having fun running around looking for something good to eat.

The roadtrip to Yellowstone went well, so the next year it was the roadtrip we'd wanted to do even more than going to Yellowstone.

California and Disneyland.

That roadtrip to California and Disneyland went so well and we had so much fun we did it again the next year, staying even longer.

I did not know it at the time, but that second trip to Disneyland was to be the last family roadtrip vacation I ever went on.

Five years later I took myself to California, to Disneyland, and Tijuana. I remember standing on the bluffs at San Clemente State Park, in the dark, looking out at the twinkling lights on the Pacific, and feeling wistful, thinking back to the first time I was at this location, me and Spencer Jack's grandpa so excited to hurry up and get our campsite set up so we could run down to the ocean. Mom and dad could tell we were revved up and let us go. Quickly we learned how to body surf.

I don't remember the circumstance, but years later I remember my dad saying that that first trip to California was the best we ever did. That's how I remember it too. It was so fun and we did so much, that's why we returned the next year.

My little brother, Spencer Jack's grandpa, has been writing down his memories from all those years ago. The stories are real good. I get sent the stories and there may be discrepancies in our memory. Like the trip to Yellowstone. My brother had the mom and the bear incident all wrong. Other stuff my brother remembers in detail that totally surprises me. I read one of the stories and then text back my version of the memory. I had a terrible time trying to differentiate the two trips to California.

Last week my brother texted me asking about the time we went to see the Seattle Pilots play on Bat Day in Sicks Stadium. That opened a whole flood of memories, including the fact I did not go to that game.

Anyway, I hope Spencer Jack and his dad are having themselves as mighty a fine time in Yellowstone as me and my brother did all those years ago....

A Sunny Sunday Once Again Pedaling Past A Gateway Park Armadillo Corpse

Swimming, this morning, was uneventful, except for the fact that the water seems to be being unnaturally cooler than the air.

Mountain biking at Gateway Park was uneventful, today, with nothing striking me with an urge to get out the camera to take a picture.

I was not pleased to see that the corpse of the murdered Gateway Park armadillo has not had a proper burial. The corpse has been moved a couple feet, no longer resting in peace on the paved trail that leads to the mountain bike trail.

A few minutes ago, mid Sunday afternoon, I stepped outside to retrieve my swimming suit from the pool patio and took a picture of the extremely sunny Sunday view of the outer world at my location on the planet.

We have not yet reached the 100 degree mark, this sunny Sunday. I suspect that will occur within the next 2 hours.

Yesterday I was more than a little surprised to learn that my parental units, unbeknownst to me, last week, escaped the Arizona heat by driving to Montana, with a drive through Yellowstone National Park on the way.

Why my parental unit's sudden roadtrip surprised me is because just a couple days before their departure I was told that they were in no condition to escape the Arizona HEAT by driving to a cool place, like Bend, Oregon, for example, even though they had a very good reason to drive to Bend, Oregon.

Tomorrow is my mom and dad's 61st Anniversary. It is easy to remember my mom and dad's anniversary because it is the same day that Hiroshima got nuked. I guess they couldn't wait til December 7 to get married, and so August 6 became the day.