Chapter 22

“Holy Moses, that’s really something. What kind of car is it?”

Logan told him, explaining it had been built as a concept car and never sold to the general public. “I bought it secondhand from the company exec who owned it.” He stowed their lunches in the trunk and handed him the keys. “Be my guest.”

At the park entrance, Blaze displayed his National Parks annual pass, Logan produced his CDIB certificate, and they rolled through.

Logan could feel the strong winds always present in this section of the park buffeting the car.

Blaze’s powerful hands held the car steady. “They have a sixty-four-mile bicycle ride from West Yellowstone to Old Faithful and back in early fall. Just before the first snow if they’re lucky. I rode in it when I first arrived, and the winds in this part, coming or going, were brutal. Still, biking is a nice way to view wildlife in the meadows along the Yellowstone River.”

“I think I see wild swans! I’ve only seen them in a zoo.”

“Pretty amazing, isn’t it?”