I wish I could put into words what Idaho means to me. I wish I could capture with pictures the beauty that it creates. But alas........ I guess only memories.....
I had the most wonderful week in Idaho/Wyoming/Montana. It was so fun to have my dad, all my brothers, and Jason there. They spent a day floating down the Hoback, a section of the Snake River outside of Jackson. My dad has probably floated that part of the river over 100 times and he said it was one of the best rides ever. That night they spend the night in Island Park then when on the notorious fishing trip down the grand canyon of Yellowstone. The hike is insane and the fishing is even crazier. Jason, who has only fished once previously, caught 35 fish in 3 hours. Can you even imagine??? The expert fishermen of the trip caught around 70 fish. They had a blast.
I spent some much needed time hanging out with Erica, my cousin and best friend. I don't know what it is about Idaho sunsets but every time I see one I long for heaven.
|A view from our ride|
Then we met up with the fisherman before we headed to Beauty and the Beast at Playmill.
The next morning after an eventful church meeting at Mack's Inn in Island Park I hoped in my car to make my first ever trip through the entire Yellowstone Park to Cooke City, Montana to spend a day with my friend Joanie at her family cabin.
|All you need: Gummy Candy, Water, Lotion, and a Map.|
I was so excited to travel to Cooke City hoping to see a bear.... but this is the closest thing I saw to a bear.
I went back to Teton and spend some more time with Erica and her parents. My run that morning started pretty crappy.... sometimes I just hate running but then I decided to make a detour into the middle of a farmers field. I had a great time running through potatoes and wheat fields. Oh how I love Idaho.