After spending our first night of three at the Sleepy Hollow cabins in  
West, my father, brother in law, and I had breakfast at a joint on the  
south side of Madison Street the name of which eludes me.

As our plans that day were to fish the Firehole, we made our way after  
breakfast into the park and through the throngs of dear tourists who  
in their excitement in seeing a buffalo for the first time each  
stopped in the middle of the road to set up apparent one on one photo  
sessions with said wildlife.

We parked near Firehole Lake Drive, which is about


Jim Swayze
www.fireholecanyon.com
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