Great Fountain Geyser is a geyser I've never had the opportunity to see erupt...until a few weeks ago.
I was looking for a place to photograph sunset one evening while in the park. I drove down Firehole Lake Rd and as I approached Great Fountain Geyser I thought "Well, this looks like as good a place as any.". It was still 2 hours before the scheduled sunset, so I sit by the geyser for about an hour just enjoying the view before I even got my camera out.
As I sat I struck up conversation with a few different folks passing through. A few of them mentioned to me that the next eruption was scheduled for 8:45PM. Great Fountain Geyser has a +/- 2 hour window for it's eruption prediction, so it could erupt between that present time and 10:45ish. I had nothing else to do and I had never seen it erupt, so I decided then I was waiting to see it no matter the time. I also talked to another patron that told me Great Fountain used to be the main attraction at Yellowstone back in the 1800's and Old Faithful was a second thought. He mentioned that there was a fancy hotel beside Great Fountain back then as well. When I got home I googled his story and found some information on The Fountain Hotel from the 1890's. Apparently it was pretty upscale for it's time. It had electricity and hot water.
Although the eruption happened well after the sun had set, we still had the good fortune of having a touch of color in the sky.
Equipment list: Nikon D850, Tamron Lenses USA SP 15-30mm F/2.8 Di VC USD A012N, Sirui USA SR-3204 Tripod and K-40X Ballhead
EXIF Info: Aperture-priority, 2.5 sec, f/8, ISO 200, 15mm
I think you leave pieces of your heart in places and with people you love. Isn’t that the crazy thing about love? It always ends up taking a piece out of you. Sometimes love is a feeling, sometimes it’s an emotion. Sometimes it’s a place where you feel something and sometimes it’s a person you can’t imagine living without.
I hope you travel twice a year. Once to a place that you love, to a place you feel at home, and once to a brand new place you’ve never been- no matter how close or far away it may be.
My heart never fell for many places until I was old enough to know who I was and what set my soul on fire. Until then all of the places I lived were all stopping places where memories sometimes lay.
My dad brought us to Jackson, Wyoming almost a decade ago. Immediately I knew this place was a place my heart would stay. I crave this place. The small town feel it used to have, the amount of outdoor activity that lies in and around these mountains. I love the locals in wintertime when you’re bundled up in the coffeeshop watching the blizzard outside rage 4 feet of snow. I live for the bison filled drives we once had, and the camping views you can find off the beaten path. I love the way the Tetons cast shadows in the night, and the moose searching games we play as we drive around.
There are less than a handful of places I can say my heart rests at, and this one is tied for first. I could live out the rest of my days here, but until then I’ll work hard to visit every chance I get.
Jackson, you’re so special to us.❤️