Gardiner, don't pretend to know how to pronounce it, actually do it different every time, so maybe I get it right 30% of the time...
We rolled into town and found the RV park, no meth labs here. The lady at the front office spewed out the rules on what we could do and couldn't do right up front. Quiet time: even the laundry charges goes up at quiet time: $2.00 (normal Hrs.) to $9.00 at 'quiet time'.
When she was done with the rules and regulations, I meekly said, "Yes mam' and we sneaked out the door.. I just hope we don't violate some rule we may have forgotten, I can just imagine a RV Park prison here on the side of the mountain.. She was a stern woman.
As we were leaving the office to ("ait at the sign for Jack to meet you, stay there until he gets back"..) I peeked over the counter to see if the whip was back there.
Jack was cool, he was the golf car guy, we have a back-in..the pull through are reserved for the upper class. Jack was great, but I had Sue helping me back in, Jack was not up to speed on the short-bed trucks and the propensity to blow the back-glass out. (Yep, I have a slider, just try to figure out ways of not using it...)
Sue and I hit the town, a little Video Poker and a few adult beverages never hurt anyone, I don't think.
It is a strange town, 80% of it is populated by young people, I guess the off-duty Yellowstone Park employees, (they have a very large dorm at the end of town) also the river-rafter company employees, there are scores of companies that have the service in town and all the way up to town. 20% tourists. It looks to me that the tourists don't linger in town much.
The back in time comment; It reminds me of the explorers and pioneers that headed West, there were outfitting and jump-off towns that supplied the travelers, just like this one. The entrance to Yellowstone Park is here.
Fun town, full of energy.
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