SNOWMOBILING...

the ultimate vacation/adventure/sport. Nearly every year my dad and a group of friends and family takes a trip out to West Yellowstone, Montana, the snowmobiling capitol of the world. It's hard to describe the speed and handling of the "sleds". Comparing them to a jet-ski would be like comparing a Mustang to a Lamborghini. Josh is taking his first trip with us this year. Not only are we on sleds that will go up to 100 mph in the snow, but we will be riding through some of the world's most beautiful scenery untainted by men. God's majesty is so evident in the mountains that it can be overwhelming.
 Along with snowmobiles and landscape, we have a great crew going out this year. There will be more pranks and laughter than ever. I can sense it already. We will be taking a day to explore Yellowstone National Park for all it's natural beauty, including Old Faithful. I am literally bursting with excitement to show Josh all of these places that I've come to love.
 I can't go without mentioning my favorite place to eat in the mountains, Phillips Lodge. After riding for a couple of hours in the freezing cold, you start to work up a serious appetite, then out of nowhere a restaurant appears. Warm fire, hot chocolate, and good food seriously hits the spot. I can't leave out The Running Bear restaurant for the early birds who want a good start to their day with some breakfast and coffee.
I am posting a few pictures from my trip two years ago. I also threw in a photo off Phillips Lodge website of the inside of the restaurant.

(the yellow one was mine )

(Dad and I at The Running Bear)

(Phillips)