We then spent about 24 hours at Woodbine, a Montana State Park, across the Bear Tooth
Mountains from Yellowstone (to the NE), although there's no direct route to this area
except from the north.

Approaching Woodbine, one must go thru the small town of Nye, where the sign sums it up
with "Entering and Leaving NYE, MONTANA".

Grandma and
Grandpa's camper parked at Woodbine.

Grandma and Grandpa Neff at the stream in Woodbine.
Philip found the mountain stream water to be a tad bit cold. He did
eventually stand up in the water (for an ice-cream cone), but preferred to stay on
top of the boulders out of the water. It didn't help that one of the dogs pushed
one of his shoes into the water, and we had to wring it out, then dry it by the
fire later.
The group of us at a picnic lunch.

There are some impressive waterfalls at Woodbine.

And a less-than-impressive log cabin on the way back to Nye.