I thought that she was just scarred due to marrying a NASCAR enthusiast (read "wannabe"). I assure you that I drove very safely, never straying above the speed limit, which is 45 mph or less in the national parks.
As I recall, my grandmother got more and more nervous about things as she got older. Looks like I have something to look forward to. In any case, we did enjoy the places once we got there, and it was very beautiful. In an effort to make the pictures more interesting, we tried to get people in them as often as possible. Of course, as I was the photographer, my mommy is my model.
One of the first pictures in the beauty of Yellowstone.
My mom took this bison pic through the car window as everyone else seemed to be gaping at a different pair about 500 yards away. They looked like two brown specks. So often we noticed people being so obsessed with what everyone else was looking at that they missed what was right in front of them. As people in my line of work would say, "That will preach." Really a great commentary of our oblivion in life.
In other words, we had a great time!