The guys at the Canyon Village Service Station were very helpful and said they could fix my camper but they would have to order a metal strap and in the meantime I shouldn't drive too much. I was within walking distance of the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone so I took many trips there before my camper was repaired.
Above is a view from the Artist Point. In fact there were a number of visitors there with their paints and drawing pads.
I hiked the Brink of the Lower Falls Trail and got a good workout. The lower falls is 308 feet.
The white in the lower left side is snow.
My first good photo of a Yellow Bellied Marmot.
The colors of this canyon were very interesting and different from any I had previously seen. It turned out to be one of my favorite locations of my entire journey.
One of the most rewarding moments was watching an Osprey bring in fish to its mate and chicks. The nest was on a pinnacle in the middle of the canyon and you can see him in the direction about 10 o'clock just a short distance away.
I watched him drop off the fish then circle around and fly below me to look for more fish in the Yellowstone River below.
Many of the overlooks reminded me of Japanese paintings.