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| Oh, Tetons! Our first view. |
Grand Tetons. We
leave Yellowstone by the south entrance where the Grand Tetons take the center
stage. We had to stop at nearly every pull-off to take a picture of the disappearing act the
peaks perform as clouds swirl around them.
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| The bike path along the Grand Tetons. A bikers dream! |
We stayed 2 nights so we could do a bike ride on an excellent,
paved bike path that runs from Jackson to the Teton visitor center. A road of
our own, a bicyclists dream!
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| Hidden Falls. |
The next day we hiked to Hidden Falls and into the Tetons on
the Cascade Canyon Trail in the company of a parade of people, which is to be expected
in one of the most visited places.
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| Jim on the Cascade Canyon trail. |
Cascade Canyon is a corridor between the craggy peaks. Occasionally the stream is interrupted in it's downward tumble by peaceful pools of reflected sky.
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| Reflecting pool. |
National Museum of
Wildlife Art. Before we leave Jackson we go to the National Museum of
Wildlife Art. Don’t miss it, it’s phenomenal! Incredible paints and sculptures. The museum is north of Jackson and overlooks a valley were elk herds gather in the fall.
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| Elk sculpture at the museum entrance. |
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| This beautiful stone building houses the National Wildlife Art Museum. |
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| Museum of the Mountain Men |
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| A larger-then-life Mountain Man. |
Museum of the
Mountain Men. On the way to Moab we go through Pinedale and visit the
Museum of the Mountain Men. We learned how organized they were.
The mountain men were hired and worked for fur trading companies. All the same
they had to survive the unpredictable mountains and bring in the product. For
the most part they weren’t a bunch of misfits and loners but educated men
looking for adventure and good pay. The museum has a wonderful collection of artifacts
including a huge collection of rifles. Did you know the mountain men didn’t
have beards? The native people didn't have facial hair so the mountain men were clean shaven, all the better to get along and be more accepted. They often married
into tribes.
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| Raptoround by Chuck Weaver. |
Green River, Wyoming. On our way south we go through Green River where John Wesley Powell began his epic journey down the Green River to the Grand Canyon. Disappointed to not find much about Powell here but did find this wonderful eagle sculpture by Chuck Weaver. It's called Raptoround.
Next stop, Colorado National Park. 'Till next time.
Jackie
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