The campground we had stayed at in the Grand Teton National Park had showers outside the campground. It was too far to walk, you had to drive there to take a shower. So we skipped the shower (for the second day) and got an early start at 7:30 am.
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he weather was dreary. Low clouds obscured the Grand Teton Range so that we only knew that there were mountains there from post cards we had seen. We stopped at several scenic spots, but whenever the clouds overhead seemed to break and a little blue shone through, another rain shower would start.
We stopped at the Moose, Wyoming, Visitor Center in Jackson Hole. What a fabulous facility that is! It reminded me of a cathedral, high ceilings, stone floor, and a pious atmosphere - at least until the rest of the tourists came. There is a great exhibit about Jackson Hole and the Grand Teton National Park to be seen there.
Then we moved on to the town of Jackson. A great town in the Western style, but modern and chic (another word for expensive). Lunch in the Silver Dollar Saloon of an historic hotel was affordable, especially since my friend spent only $10 on a practically brand new winter coat at a church thrift shop. The savings were negated, however, by a visit to an Indian arts and gifts store.
We drove on south with t
he eventual goal of reaching Salt Lake City. Coffee and Pastries at the "Coffee Cabin" in Alpine, Wyoming, gave me a rest from driving. They bake their own bread there, we took along a steaming loaf just out of the oven and ended up in a KOA campground outside of Montpelier, Idaho (oh, did I mention that we crossed into a corner of Idaho?).
My friend is making dinner and I'm finally relaxing. So much for day nine.
T
he weather was dreary. Low clouds obscured the Grand Teton Range so that we only knew that there were mountains there from post cards we had seen. We stopped at several scenic spots, but whenever the clouds overhead seemed to break and a little blue shone through, another rain shower would start.We stopped at the Moose, Wyoming, Visitor Center in Jackson Hole. What a fabulous facility that is! It reminded me of a cathedral, high ceilings, stone floor, and a pious atmosphere - at least until the rest of the tourists came. There is a great exhibit about Jackson Hole and the Grand Teton National Park to be seen there.
Then we moved on to the town of Jackson. A great town in the Western style, but modern and chic (another word for expensive). Lunch in the Silver Dollar Saloon of an historic hotel was affordable, especially since my friend spent only $10 on a practically brand new winter coat at a church thrift shop. The savings were negated, however, by a visit to an Indian arts and gifts store.
We drove on south with t
he eventual goal of reaching Salt Lake City. Coffee and Pastries at the "Coffee Cabin" in Alpine, Wyoming, gave me a rest from driving. They bake their own bread there, we took along a steaming loaf just out of the oven and ended up in a KOA campground outside of Montpelier, Idaho (oh, did I mention that we crossed into a corner of Idaho?).My friend is making dinner and I'm finally relaxing. So much for day nine.
Eww. That antler-thing is kind of gross, isn't it?
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