General

Roaminโ€™ In Wyoming

We have returned to New York…

…having flown back here yesterday not long after a Wyoming breakfast:

[Avocado Eggs Benedict Toast, at Bubba’s, Jackson, Wyoming. Photo by me, 2019.]

Following Yellowstone, we had headed to the incredible Tetons:

“Awesome” in the REAL meaning of the word.

[Cabin at Colter Bay, the Tetons. Photo by me, 2019.]

And we really roughed it: we stayed in a lakeside cabin for two nights that had ***NO WIFI***.๐Ÿ˜‚

One afternoon there, I did my “Outdoor Man” impersonation.๐Ÿ˜‚

After that, we drove for Jackson…

[Outside Jackson, Wyoming. Photo by me, 2019.]

Before reaching the city, we stopped at Teton Village – the Jackson Hole ski resort. There, starting from the top of Rendezvous Mountain…

…after taking the tram up…

[Teton Village. Photo by me, 2019.]

…we did a walk DOWN a couple of thousand feet on the Cirque trail:

[On the Cirque trail, Rendezvous Mountain. Photo by me, 2019.]

(We caught another lift to go down the rest of the way.)

At over 10,000 feet (about 3000 meters), even in July, there was in spots…

[Walking down Rendezvous Mountain. Photo by me, 2019.]

…snow.

One man passing us greeted my [21 year old English] niece with a “Howdy…”

It made her day, she laughed: “Howdy.”

That evening (Tuesday), we reached Jackson:

[Jackson, Wyoming. Photo by me, 2019.]
[Jackson, Wyoming. Photo by me, 2019.]
[Jackson, Wyoming. Photo by me, 2019.]

It’s an INCREDIBLY AFFLUENT and EXPENSIVE city. And also historical. It’s well-worth visiting.

During our trip, my 17 year old English nephew voiced that he wanted to know more about my novels. It turns out the time period 1763-1815 in the US fascinates him, and he loves the musical Hamilton – which I did not know. So just before we headed to Jackson Hole Airport for our flights back here to New York, at our hotel I emailed him a copy of Conventions: The Garden At Paris and told him he was free to read as much of it, or as little of it, as he wanted; there was no exam awaiting him.๐Ÿ˜‚

At Albany Airport, late last night, as we headed off together to retrieve the car from the long-term parking lot, he revealed to me that he had already read “the first 50 pages” on the plane(s).

Have a good day, wherever you are. ๐Ÿ™‚