last night we fought through sleet and snow, crossed the continental divide and set up camp in the grandest of all tetons, the grand tetons. our accomodations are at south jenny lake. b-e-a-u-tiful. she's quite a lady, and lets just say that none of us got much sleep last night. to be honest it wasnt jenny's fault at all, but more due to the biting cold that seemed to seep into every bone in our bodies. we woke up refreshed, like ice had been dropped in our sleeping bags, and hit the long dusty trails for a full day of hiking and animal spotting.
in hiking news, today we hiked up to hidden falls, a pretty little water fall that was flowing heavy. then we proceeded to inspiration point where eli seemed to get inspired, looked deep into ressies eyes, seemed to have something to say, then lost his nerve and started talking about baseball and chicks. along the way, however, something productive did happen, as we all finally received our long awaited trail names. put the women and children to bed, here they are. for his acrobatics in the air and large nut holding cheeks drew curhan will from this point forward be known as flying squirrel. our big grinned northwestern journeyman eli shall be known as none other than honey bear. your fearless narrator due to a series of unspeakable events and one furry friend made on the path has earned the title of squatting marmot. bringing up the rear comes our behind stained pal streaks who shall now be called moose dropping. so it has been written, so it shall be.
as for the animal spotting. we just drove up to a giraffe (actually a log sticking straight up in the air). though we have seen many elk, a moose and baby, no bears, one marmot, and some chipmunks.
big fire in process, big league chew in our mouths, 'mellows on deck, dry for a spell, til manana, i'm out.
-squatting marmot
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment