By traveler 
The night fell… and so did the snow.
The next morning, I made the decision to take advantage of the low number of visitors due to the snow to see parts of Yellowstone I had not seen previously. I worked my way to the easternmost park entrance, taking lots of pictures along the way:
Yellowstone’s bison roam freely across the park. This one got a bit too close for my comfort:
I guess most folks would find it hard to believe that all of this was happening the week before Memorial Day weekend, but I had had a similar experience ten years earlier and had lived in Iowa for eighteen years. Winters here can be intense and long, even when the calendar says it is Spring.
I exited Yellowstone from its East Entrance Road and made my way to Interstate 90, which would take me eastward and towards home… or so I thought.