Jared usually plays volleyball with his family on the fourth of July so he was a little dissapointed when I made plans to go camping in Jackson this year, but I made him have fun with me anyway.
We went to see the Bar J Wranglers on the fourth and they ended a little early so we could see the fireworks in Jackson Hole. We didn't have much time to get anywhere to watch the fireworks so we stopped at a car wash and watched them from the car.
Tiffany, Mick, Heather, Jason, Paul and Cindy were all up in Jackson for the fourth too and we were lucky enough to be invited to run the Snake River with them. There was tons of snow this last year so the river was pretty scary looking. But I have to say, that was the third time I've run the Snake and it was by far the most intense and the most fun I've had!! Losing Jason and Paul made it even that much more exciting too. Thanks for inviting us guys!! (see Heather's blog for video, and Tiffany's for more pictures)
We roasted some hot dogs for dinner and made smores by the fire that night.
In the morning we woke up to this.
This is a moose.
It's hard to tell but these are the moose tracks. Notice how they are right up against our tent. Jared woke up shaking in his boots convinced there was a bear scratching our tent (there actually was a bear in the campground a few night before, so he wasn't actually being too paranoid). But after making some noise and scaring it away we looked out the tent and saw three moose walking away. One thing I love about this camp ground is that everytime I've camped there I've woken up and seen moose. I've just never had them this close before.
Before we headed home we made a stop at Jenny Lake. I recall my dad saying he wore long pants on purpose so he wouldn't be tempted to get in the Lake with his bullet wound (refer to Dad's blog). I've learned that nothing slows that man down. Not even a bullet.
It was a really nice trip. We were especially lucky to have been able to go with Grandma and Grandpa this year. Jared got to talk to Grandpa a little bit and learned why we always go to Jackson and especially why we always stop at Jenny Lake. I never knew this but it used to be Great Grandma Astles favorite Lake. I guess traditions never die in our family.
