Yellowstone National Park

Yellowstone bursts into the Oval as raw, elemental country: steam and geyser plumes stitch sky to valley, mineral terraces glaze in pale colors, and lodgepole pines silhouette against high-country wind. The place carries a sulfur tang and a cavernous geothermal theater where wolf howls and elk bugles puncture silence. Bartlet invokes Yellowstone as the nation’s first national park and as a moral and emotional terminus—a sanctuary and contested ground that supplies authority, grief, and rhetorical fuel for policy and protection. (Consolidated from minimal 'Yellowstone Park' reference.)