It would be nice to have clear, sunny days every day for the 16 days that we are on vacation but even Miss Super-Organized couldn’t convince Mother Nature to schedule that. Don’t know why she isn’t listening to me?
We woke to the pleasant sound of light rain on our roof. (Makes me glad for a roof and not a tent!) What sounds so peaceful and rhythmic in bed isn’t so nice when you have to pack the car and figure out what to do on a rainy day.
If you are visiting a National Park the quick and easy answer is to find a Visitor/Ranger Station. We packed up and went to the Coulter Bay Ranger Station. The kids had already completed their Junior Ranger booklets so they were sworn in by the ranger who had given the bear presentation the night before. He made them promise to protect the parks, care for wildlife and do their homework. I like that ranger!!!Another ranger was giving a short talk about highlight on a driving tour of Grand Teton’s so we attended that which ended about the same time as the rain.
We started our drive south to the park’s exit in Jackson, Wyoming. We didn’t get too far when we saw this beautiful view of the mountains. The mountains soared above the clouds. Picture time!
We continued a little further and found a nice picnic area along Cottonwood Creek. Dave broke out the cookstove for lunch. Hamburgers and a fresh pot of coffee for me. The kids had fun exploring the creek.
Back on the road. The scenery is wonderful but the storm clouds are threatening as we approach the Moose Visitor Center. Dave and I actually have completed our Junior Ranger requirements so we earn our special patches….and are thankful that the ranger doesn’t make us be sworn in! We spend a little time in this amazing visitor center. The displays are fantastic but the storm seems to be blowing in fast. I have to get a picture of the kids with a moose in Moose….and then we run (literally) from the rain.
I wanted to see the “most photographed barn in America” so we drove to Mormon Row. We found the barn but it was hard to see it, let alone the breathtaking mountain behind it, in the rain. This pink house stood out a little better. It is one of the surviving houses from a once vibrant Mormon community. I put on my rain coat for a quick picture and then dashed back to the car.
Time to leave Wyoming for Idaho. I grew up around large cabbage farms, dairy barns and other farming in the eastern USA but Idaho potato and barley farms were a shock to me. Irrigation everywhere!