Our journey continued out of Yellowstone and onwards towards Grand Teton National Park.
It wasn’t long before the mountain range flooded through the front window of the van, looking absolutely surreal. It wasn’t everyday you had a view like in front of you.
We made a few stops on the way into the park so we could all pile out and take photos whilst marvelling at what lay in front of us. There aren’t the words to describe how incredible the Tetons were, just a few photos which obv don’t even come close to the real thing.
One of the extras we could pay for on our trip was a horse ride through the Wyoming country side. Totally worth the $25!!
You get lead by a guy with spurs and a cowboy hat (hell yeah) and you get to see some incredible Wyoming landscapes (hell yeah) and you get to control your own horse (hell yeah!!). So it’s definitely a win.
Helpful tip: if you are wearing a hat, make sure it’s not going to come flying off during your horse riding escapades. Let’s just say mine did and caused the horses behind me to freak out and dart out of the way. Which was a lil dangerous considering we were stood at the top of a slope.
No one got hurt though. Just saying. So I was still able to sleep easy that night.
The next day half of our group got up mega early to go white water rafting, where as I, being totally lazy and willing to sacrifice anything for a decent lie in, chose to opt out and stay snuggled up in my sleeping bag.
It was only when everyone else arrived back that we decided to head out and check out the nearby town of Jackson Hole and boy, let me tell you, did I fall in love.
Basically, Jackson Hole is this cute little town full of free art galleries and gift shops. It gives off a kinda rustic vibe with arches made from antlers and cowboy bars and a candy store called “Yippy I-O” that displays its sweets in wooden barrels.
To cut it short: the perfect place to kill an afternoon.
Which is exactly what we did. It was a lil rainy too and we were all recovering from a soggy night’s sleep, so a day of taking it slow was right on the agenda. And we all know how much I love to ‘mooch’ around places. Definitely a guilty pleasure of mine.
There’s a dozen small cafes and restaurants too, and we went to a local place and gorged on quesadillas. After attempting to order them .. turns out I’d been pronouncing it wrong my whole life.
And then it was off towards our next destination; the golden state .. California. With my fingers crossed that is was actually going to be ‘golden’ and this would be the last of the rain.
Adios Jackson Hole.