The elk and the touron.

        Yet another map. We've made our way back from Gardiner into Mammoth.



    You almost always see elk in Mammoth. The bus is coming up the road from Tower-Roosevelt.




     This poor schmo probably became a ranger to spend time in nature, protect the environment, or foster a love of the outdoors in others. Instead he's stuck moving cones around to keep the tourons from getting killed by an elk. (Touron = tourist plus moron; the park abounds in them).






     San playing a game she invented called "Pester the Ranger."