WOO-HOO! Drunk aas a skunk on one Bud Lite at high altitude! Pulled into a nifty little RV park at Bear Lake, Idaho, on my way to Grand Tetons tomorrow. Once I pulled in and got meself hooked up, a woman came running across the grassy field between ;us, smiling, and waving her arms like little flags. “Hello,” she called to me. I could tell Cupid had struck her straight in the heart and she was dumb-plumb in love at first sight with—no, not me, sillies—the Motherload! Turns our she is a fantastic photographer from Sweden, and has been traveling all around the country, following her bilss, climbing, shotting (oh geez, I mean shooting) photos, and writing. Quite a gal. Check out her website at: www.katjatorneman.com. We fell into conversation and found we speak the same language of heart and soul. Her traveling friend is from—get this: Corvallis, OR. Graduated OSU same year I did! Moved to Seattle though.Anyway, the next day we sort of played pass the baton while we headed north to Teton National Pakr. Though our travels were independent, we kept meeting up along the way, and actually ended up camped at the same spot the next evening at Gross Ventre, Wy! I’ll get her website link on my blog here as soon as me haed clears up from the Bud.
I saw Bison and one female moose, grazing along the Snake River. It’s cold, not a trace of spring yet in the valley.
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