Day 11: From Yellowstone NP to Cody to Buffalo

This morning, the windshield was partially frozen. And when you rent a car in California with Texas license plates, you can be sure that you won't find an ice scraper in the vehicle. So I chose the environmentally unfriendly method and waited for the heater to do the job. Today we drove through Yellowstone NP again, through the Rocky Mountains toward the east. As a farewell, the bison (Tatankas) did us a favor and were very close to the car. After leaving the park from the east entrance, we headed to Cody. The city is named after Buffalo Bill 🤠, his real last name. His birth name was William Frederick Cody. He founded the city in Wyoming in 1896 and named it after himself. Just before the city, we visited the Buffalo Bill Dam, a dam. It was opened in 1910 and named after Buffalo Bill in his honor. At that time, it had a height of 350 feet, which was a world record. The dam impounds the Shoshone River. It is named after the Shoshone Indian tribe. The Shoshone tribe calls themselves Newe, which means people or nation. They call a spade a spade!

Cody itself is somewhat special, to put it mildly. There is a touch of the Wild West floating over the city. There is the Old Trail Town, where originals of old Wild West houses and log cabins have been assembled. The entrance fee of $9 per person seemed a bit steep to us, so we settled for taking photos from the outside. Otherwise, there are many museums about Buffalo Bill. The drive continued through the Bighorn Mountains, a beautiful middle mountain range up to 4000 meters high, to the city of Buffalo. Overall, the towns here in Wyoming are strange. I can't shake the feeling that someone is about to pull out a gun. Almost everyone has a firearm...😨

~ C.