Entering Yellowstone by the southern gate, we encountered more and more snow along the side of the road. At times, the two lane road cut through drifts higher than our minivan. This was a striking first impression. And, we soon discovered why we had entered the land of fire and ice and everything in between. There were lakes still frozen. In certain parts of the park we didn’t need to look for fumaroles and vents and geysers, they were around every bend in the road, so numerous that many aren’t even noted. Yes, it made sense to be driving an Odyssey.