Traveling Square Dancers: Jackson Hole

Who We Are

We sold our home in June, 2007, and spent the next 7 1/2 years traveling full time in a Cross Roads Fifth Wheel. (We had been traveling during our summers for several years before going full time.) We loved the full-time lifestyle! Each summer we spent a month or two volunteering in State Parks, first in Indiana at McCormick's Creek State Park, near our family, then in later years as the grandchildren got older, at the Bluewater Lake State Park in New Mexico. We spent 6 months each winter at Cactus Gardens RV Resort in Yuma, AZ, where I worked mornings in the park office. The remaining months were spent on the road, seeing this great country of ours. Our favorite places are our National Parks. Anita loved photography and the freedom of digital photography, taking sometimes hundreds of photos in a day. We hiked as much as our legs will allow. We also really enjoyed square and round dancing as we travel across country, and meeting all the wonderful people who dance and/or travel.

But as in all things, there comes a time for change, and we decided it was time to create roots once more. In the fall of 2014, we purchased a home in Cactus Gardens, and in the spring of 2015, sold the 5th wheel. Anita also retired in the spring. We will continue to travel each summer, but for a shorter period of time. We hope to continue blogging about those trips, but it will obviously be on a more limited basis than in the past.

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Friday, September 11, 2009

Grand Teton National Park

From Hungry Horse, Montana to Rexburg, Idaho and on to the Tetons

We encountered mile after mile of outstanding scenery as we traveled toward our destination of Grand Teton National Park. South through Montana and into Idaho, my camera was constantly clicking, beginning with the drive around the east side of Flathead Lake.

Running along the lake is the Flathead Indian Reservation. This is the first time, even in a reservation, that I’ve seen road signs in a native language, as well as in English.

The day began very cloudy, with a few raindrops, but the skies soon began to clear.

We spent the night in Butte, Montana.

As we entered Idaho the next morning, we began to see less rocky inclines, and more farmland.

We chose to stay in Rexburg, Idaho. We could have stayed closer to the National Park, but it would have meant pulling the rigs over a narrow, curvy road, and then coming out the same way. Staying in Rexburg meant that we had a 90 mile drive to reach Jackson, and the entrance to the Park.

To reach the Tetons, we drove over Teton Pass. Many of the early explorers first saw the Tetons from the west before they struggled to cross over Teton Pass using ancient game trails. The road is still steep, climbing a 10% grade, with the pass at 8,429 feet. At its summit you can look down onto the town of Jackson Hole. We’ve had some discussion among the four of us as to whether the town is Jackson Hole or Jackson. Jackson Hole seems to be used interchangeably with Jackson for the community, which lies within the valley of Jackson Hole.

The Grand Teton National Park

Jackson Hole is the hub of the southern entrance to the park. There’s some of the old west flavor left in the town, but it has also acquired the tackiness of modern tourist destinations.

The entrances to the town park are arches constructed of elk horns.

From Jackson Hole, it’s a short drive to the park entrance, and suddenly the entire Teton range fills your sight. There are no foothills to these mountains, just the abrupt rise of the range from the valley floor. In ancient times, earthquakes caused the peaks to rise up as the valley floor dropped. We hoped to encounter wildlife, and finally spotted the elusive moose (we’d been watching for moose through several states). These were not antlered, but fun to watch, just the same. There were at least 3 in the copse of trees. A 33 mile scenic loop winds upward through the park.

Several glaciers are visible.

In the midst of the grasslands, Jenny Lake comes as a pleasant surprise, adding color and a sense of coolness to the landscape.

The view of the landscape from atop Signal Mountain is vast.

With the 90 mile drive back to the campground awaiting us, we decided to bypass a couple of sites we would have liked to see: the Indian Arts Museum and Mormon Row, a historical community. But then, it’s always good not to see everything in a location you love… keeps you coming back for more!