I’ve always referred to this as the Chief Joseph Highway, but apparently it’s the Chief Joseph Scenic Byway. Ahem. This is a road north of Cody that heads into the mountains and connects with the Beartooth Highway. The highway is named after the Chief Joseph you’re probably thinking of, leader of a band of Nez Perce. The road follows the route the band took as they fled the US Cavalry. (Of course it’s a sad story. Did you expect otherwise?)
It’s been a little over 10 years since we drove this road. Ten years ago it was wintertime, snow everywhere, and get this…the pictures are on film. Whaaaat. Maybe someday when I’m incurably bored I’ll scan them onto the computer.
So. Another drive. We didn’t drive the whole thing, but turned around at a bridge. Would you like to see what the road looks like?
Please direct your attention to the 4,112 hairpin turns it takes to get up/down on this road.
Early this spring this section of road just…whooshed away. Not that that fills me with dread or anything.
I crossed this bridge on foot. Twice. I don’t know why I do these things to myself. The last
bridge train trestle I crossed on foot was in Michigan and this one is about twice as high.
It started to rain and we headed back out. It’s a beautiful drive. A little pants-wetting if you’re not used to the altitude (like me) but still beautiful.
See you later!