A Grand Weekend Out

Every Labor Day, we head up into the wilds of Wyoming to stare at the mountains. I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at 'em. Well this year was something else since we had kayaks with us. While we were there, we kayked both on String Lake and also on the headwaters of the Snake River as it tumbles out of Jackson Lake. The trip on String was spent careening around while my 5-year-old nephew Carson acted as the Harbor Master, even going so far as to refuse to take a ride in case one of the other boats needed help landing. The trip down the Snake involved me paddling my 88-year-old grandmother, or maybe I made her paddle while I relaxed, I don't remember, while we kept our eyes peeled for wildlife. I've been to the Teton's a lot and have seen a lot of wildlife including bears, elk, moose, and marmots but I think what I saw this time takes the cake. Er, this is somewhat ridiculous but my Dad and I (aunt, uncle, mom, and grandma missed it) saw an osprey fly out of his nest to perch in a tree downriver, lift his tail feathers, and let his digestions fly. It shot out in a two to three foot stream that spun and then broke apart as it fell to the ground. Fantastic! Oh, and here are some pictures of the trip. Please notice that in the Teton's, handicapped vehicles are first, hybrid vehicles are second. But sadly no picture of the osprey. Well the quality isn't tops but then again, computers can sense that they can do what they want to me. They're like horses. And sharks. They can smell fear. As a side note. I once had a day where five different computers crashed on me. Not the same one five times, five different.