On the way to our next wonderfully named destination in Yellowstone Park - the Fountain Paint Pots - it seemed as though all of the region's wildlife had come out to greet us. First, we saw a herd of elk wandering nonchalantly across a field into the forest, then we were held up by a bison strolling down the middle of the road, and finally we came to a screeching halt next to an entire field of them. Actually, should I be saying bison or buffalo - I really can't ...

Unfortunately, by the time we reached our first major stop this morning at Mammoth Hot Springs, it had started to pour down with rain so hard that the coach was crawling along at a snails pace with the driver staring myopically through the windscreen and attempting to wipe condensation from the inside of the glass with his sleeve while driving with only one hand. Quite why our brand new, state of the art coach didn't have heated windows is anybody's guess. Mammot...