Grand Teton

The beach on the east side of Jackson Lake is gravel, no sand. Driftwood, smooth from all the storm waves is scattered up and down the beach. We found a path down, setup two chairs and enjoyed the afternoon sun on the day we arrived. Swam a bit in the lake. Briefly. Nippy! Snow fields and small glaciers remain in late August. West Yellowstone hit 28 degrees last night. Have not heard of global warming up here. Four guys camped in a tent next to us had a bear nosing around their spot last night. They didn't stick around today to find out what the bear had in mind for tonight. I've heard that's probably a good idea. Makes me feel good we're in a hard sided trailer. We'll be in bear country, more or less, from this part of Wyoming into Montana and across into Idaho, so we start to get used to keeping a real clean camp. The Tetons change more when viewed along a north-south route than any range I've ever seen, probably due to the fact that they erupt right out of the valley floor, no foothills. The Cunningham cabin still stands in the park, one of the original area homesteads. Joanie gets a picture of the Tetons looking through a window inside the cabin. They tell a story of two suspected horse thieves who wintered there one year, only to be killed by a man claiming to be a US Marshall and a posse of towns people. Now, whether or not this guy was a marshall, if he had it in for these guys and they knew it, they couldn't surrender whether they stole the horses or not. Justice relies on the honesty and integrity of those that enforce it ...