When Al and I set off in the RV full-time three years ago, we didn’t have a long bucket list of places we wanted to see. We didn’t even have a list per se, but we did have a few places on our radar that, over the years, we had talked about wanting to visit.
One such place – Jackson, Wyoming, and Grand Teton National Park. Having lived in the neighboring state of Colorado for nearly twenty-five years, I’d say this visit was long overdue. And it did not disappoint.
I mean really…. how could anyone be disappointed with views like these?At 13,775 feet, Grand Teton is the tallest mountain peak in the Teton Range, which is a subrange of the Rocky Mountains. Although I don’t speak French, it is common knowledge that Grand Teton means large breast. Earlier settlers also referred to this range as Le Trois Tetons = the three breasts. Regardless of the name, these large, pointy, granite rock mountains are big and beautiful and a sight to behold.We visited this stunning landscape the first week in June, just in time for a lovely showing of wildflowers.
The wildflowers were just beginning to bloom, and added a special touch to the already breathtaking landscape.
We camped at the popular Gros Ventre National Forest Campground (pronounced; gro vont). This is a first come, first serve campground meaning no reservations accepted.
Although the campground does offer a loop with electric hook-up, we opted for a dry camping site. After all, our intentions were to spend the majority of our time out exploring. For me, that meant a lot of picture-taking.
More than once, Al remained back at camp so I could flit about with my cameras. The Jackson Hole area is a photographers delight and so worth visiting.
For information on photographing the Tetons, I found Nina’s blog post extremely helpful. I even dragged myself out of bed a half hour before sunrise one morning. It didn’t take long for disappointment to set in by a thick layer of cloud cover which made for less than favorable light.
The alpenglow may have been elusive, but coming across a couple of pronghorn sparring made the early morning rise well worth the effort.
With sunrise photos a bust, I was on my way back to camp when I spotted the pronghorn, aka antelope, a short distance from the road. Excitedly I stopped the truck, rolled down the window, and turned off the diesel engine. I felt privileged to watch and photograph these magnificent animals until they decided it was time to move on.
Our visit was over way too soon. And although we did manage to get in a great deal of explorations, Al and I both agree Jackson, Wyoming, is a place we look forward to revisiting time and again.
Update: We ended our work camping gig in Arco, Idaho on July 5th, a little sooner than planned. Although the gig was going fine, Al and I did consider shortening our stay in SLEEPY Arco. With oscillating plans, it was an unexpected phone call that catapulted our exit. We love the flexibility of our home on wheels. It allows us the ability to change direction easily. Crisis averted, we have no complaints about our unanticipated summer detour. All is well…..
that is with the exception of my on going computer saga. I’m still dealing with an old laptop that my son gave me when my computer crashed last spring. It sometimes takes me four tries just to log on to my blog. Thus, my blogosphere habit has been temporarily curtailed, but do know I’m still here and reading posts when my computer allows. In the meantime, I guess I’ll be spending more time with the camera. I know, it’s a tough job!