



jenny lake again


While we were at the cabin, we had a bonfire near Jenny Lake. We roasted marshmallows, and I introduced them to s'mores, which are a sandwich made with a graham cracker (sweet), three pieces of chocolate bar (Hersheys), and a freshly roasted marshmallow. A mess, but so good that you want some more. Stuart and I took the boys inside after they'd had enough, and just as Paul and Laura were about to come inside, they heard animals on the hill across the lake. There was just enough light to make out two moose walking to the salt lick that Dad keeps there for them and the deer and elk. They talked of coming to get us but decided the animals would leave as soon as they moved so they just watched them. However, more moose arrived, so they joined us in the cabin. It was nearly dark, but there was enough light that all of us, including Timothy and James, saw all seven moose: three males with huge antlers and four either females or young. It was too dark and too far away for the cameras, so you have to take my word for it.
No trip to America's wild west is complete without a little gun shooting.




While the Viners were here, we had all four seasons. They arrived and departed in snow, visited the cabin in fall, braaied in summer, and hung out in old town in spring.

Thanks for making the the journey out here Stuart, Laura, and James. We'll try to get your way in 2010.
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