We rolled into JHW about noon today and excitedly went straight to The Missing Sock, aka... the laundry. The girls went in to do women's work (wink) and E and I played Uno, or as Summer yells when she has one card left, You-no!
We RV camped 30 miles from here at Rim Station right on the edge of the Bridget-Teton National Park. Sum and E quickly befriended the local little tyke, Andrew. His young grandparents run the RV stop and he runs around and helps while tbey work. Grandpa George showed is a trail to hike but we did not go far enough to find it. Later our RV neighbor drove me to the right trailhead and brought me back to camp. The last thing he asked me before I got out of his Louisianna truck was, Do you have a pistol? I told him I have a 22 Mag revolver and he paused and said that might scare any predator away but if we walked up on a momma bear with cubs, she would kill us!
So we go on the hike b/c the weather is fantastic, cool, breezy, sunny... everything is tender and green growing from the rocky soil. We find huge deer pellets also identified as elk poop but we see no other animals aside flittering birds. We reach the trails short destination, a small bench with a terrific view of a line of the Rockies to the west. We sit and look and breathe in the fresh evergreen mountain air and take some photos and hike back.
As it is getting dark Kris makes a pasta dinner in the RV while E and I look out over the lush fields behind the camp, looking for wildlife. We see two mule deer lope out of some trees and browse around before melting back into the trees again. We eat supper and then Lris turns on the water heater to take a RV shower. It takes a while for the water to heat up and when she yelps we know the water has gone cold on her. Long showers in RVs dont happen here.
It was the coldest night yet and Summer and I slept back to back to keep warm. Lris brought flannel sheets and fleecy blankets but only one heavy quilt, which she and E use. It may have been colder that S. Jacobs basement which could almost double for a meat locker, but that was one of the reasons for this trip, mountains and COOL weather.
We are hanging around Jackson Hole for the six o'clock shoot out they put on for the tourons and then we will find a place to camp.
An interesting note - somewhere in this town is my old maroon 1990 VW Vanagon that made the 7 week journey from Charleston SC all the way down to the Pacific Coast of Oaxaca, Mexico and back up the mainland Mexican coast to Arizona and then back to Charleston in the spring of 1999. That was a long surf trip with 30 days spent in Mexico.
I sold the van to the man I worked for renting out kayaks and sailing rides during the summer on Folly Beach, SC.
But here in JHW or J-Hole as I'm told, there is no surf... or skiing in July. Our clothes are drying still. I've seen car tags from all over and I figure this is a stopping place before or after Yellowstone. I suppose we will wade into Yellowstone too since we are so close... not sure when but most likely just the southern areas of the mammoth park. That is as far north or west as we will go and we are just over half way thru our trip.