We didn't do anything yesterday as Ole woke up feeling kind of under the weather - just all washed out if you know what I mean. The altitude adjustment always bothers him and since we're camped at 8,000 feet, it was somewhat of an adjustment. A man Ole's size needs lots of oxygen, and it was just a bit on the short side here. So we layed low, but then there's nothing wrong with a day of rest because when we hit Sturgis and the bike rally we'll be going hard and long every day.
So anyway, today dawned bright and beautiful and we took off through the Tetons to make a day of it. Just down the road from where we're camped we saw an eagle's nest with little baby eagles sticking their heads over the edge waiting for mom and dad to come back with something good to eat.
Then it was on down the road for more scenery.
Then, somewhere along the line as we were gawking and pontificating, we ran into some young people from Seattle who just happened to be traveling with a German Shepherd. So of course Ole had to go introduce himself and get his Dog Fix. He's missing those grand doggers a lot. And from what we hear from Lovely Daughter, they aren't behaving very well, either one of them. I think they're mad because Ole left them. This dog's name was Sequoia, a three year old that was terribly thin. She almost looked emaciated.
Okay - here's more mountains and blue sky - I told you you'd get tired of them.
After going through the park we drove down to Jackson. Yes, that's right, Jackson, not Jackson Hole. Jackson is the name of the town, Jackson Hole is the name of the valley that Jackson is in. It's a small town of only about 8,000 people, but very quaint and strictly tourist oriented. Here's the main street of Jackson.
And would you believe we found ANOTHER Cowboy Bar? This one was huge and is apparently the main location for any action you want in the town. The bar stools are actual saddles that you have to sit on. We tried them but decided they felt too much like sitting on the motorcycle seat and we needed a break from that.
We rode around the town square, where there were arches on all four corners of the square made of elk antlers. That's a lot of elk antlers. And each year the antlers are auctioned off, to whom I don't remember at this point, but they're sold as a fund raiser for the Boy Scouts and the elk refuge that's located on the edge of town. Then the Boy Scouts go out and collect more and build more arches. Pretty unique.
The town of Jackson was very crowded so we decided to go a bit farther and headed up to the Teton Pass (8000+ feet). Most of the grade up and down the other side was 10% for anywhere from 10 to 15 miles and full of switchbacks. We rode over to Victoria, Idaho and then turned around. It was beautiful. This is a shot taken from the top of the pass looking down into Jackson Hole.
Tomorrow we take off for Buffalo, Wyoming to spend a couple of days and do some laundry before we hit Sturgis.
I can feel the envy way out here (snicker) - on the travel part - not on the laundry part. But then maybe I can talk Ole into doing that too - after all, he does 99% of the cooking when we travel!!
Y'all have a great day, okay?
