As nice as it is being away from towns for a few days, it's kind of nice to be back in town. I think I just needed some hot pizza and a cold, sugary drink. Well I got that, plus some groceries and now it's back to the outskirts of town.
West Yellowstone is made up of motels, gift shops and restaurants, I guess for all the people about to abandon civilization and head into the park. I guessed right that this place wouldn't be so friendly to the stealth camper, West Yellowstone just wants to take your money. So I headed for the rangers station just North of town;
a very nice woman, who's also done her fair share of bike touring, knew exactly what I was looking for. On a big wall map she pointed to a small service road just off the main highway 10 miles North, exactly where I was heading anyway. The road was just opposite from a beautiful blue lake surrounded by mountains and I found the perfect patch of dirt to set up my tent looking out on the water. It's amazing what sort of sleeping arrangements you can scrounge up for free.