On my Way through Jackson, to Grey's River

Well, the haze from the California fires are even more pronounced this morning. It's as if the Grand Tetons are ghosts now shrouded in mystery. It's actually beautiful, but I can't imagine that newly arriving visitors are pleased with these conditions. I'm disappointed too, but glad I saw them clearing when arriving. There is certainly nothing that can be done about these fires, for now. The whole area, within a few hundred feet, goes into a hazy, blurry, misty, foggy, effect. It's as if clouds of dust have been kicked up, as far as the eye can see. 

I took a brief hike along Jackson Lake, nearby the campsite, using my hiking poles to navigate the agate glacier rocks. It was extremely peaceful, and mirror calm water, as the kayakers cruised by.

I headed into the city of Jackson, a mountain town perfect for tourism. I managed to find a parking spot and Jo Jo was excited to take a walk. Eventually, when the crowds got thick, I had to put him in the kangaroo pouch, which is always a big hit for everyone that catches a glimpse. He really does need his own fan club. 

I enjoyed some window shopping and was tempted to go to a bakery,  but I was good, and I didn't. From there I headed out, for only about an hour, into the Bridger Teton National Forest, near Alpine, WY. Of course it's a dirt road, which wasn't too bad, and I pulled into some potential overnight spots that were already occupied. I headed down further, and saw a fairly wide open area and managed to pull in. We are on the Grey's River, which is an off shoot of the Snake River. It's not very wide, about 50 to 60 feet, but its right up against a cliff that goes straight up. This road, and the pullouts are just a sliver in between another dramatic cliff across the way. 

I feel like I'm in a very tight and narrow canyon full of pine trees and deciduous bushes that I think have started changing into their Fall colors. The river is moving swiftly, and I will enjoy the sound of running water tonight. The only drawback is it there's actually a surprising amount of traffic on this road, as cars and RVs seem to come by at least once every 2 to 5 minutes. And kicking up even more dust. Hopefully the traffic will die down once it's dark.


























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