Reggie Visits the Grand Tetons
Dad told me we are planning to leave our summer home in Idaho soon so we must do some more photography while the leaves are turning to gold and red. Of course, he knows that I can’t see gold and red very well, but I enjoy riding in the car with Dad. So yesterday we left in the car before the sun woke up with all of Dad’s photography equipment. I know because I have to find a place to lie down amid all of the stuff he brings.
Our adventure began almost as soon as we left the RV Park. A big Elk ran out in front of the car and Dad almost had me in the front seat after stopping so fast. Then only a minute later another one did the same thing. Whew, we didn’t hit anything and I was OK but geez, can’t the Elk see our big white car coming? It was too dark and the Elk were too quick for Dad to get a photograph, which I think made him mad!
We were headed for the Grand Tetons according to Dad. He said it was a National Park. When I heard him tell me I was saddened because I knew the rules in a National Park kept me from getting out and running around free. But I still enjoy the ride and I know Dad will let me out a lot, even if it is on a leash.
We drove through the forest and Dad let me out to sniff while he photographed. I smelled bears, elk and moose back here!
We did see some some deer and because Dad was trying to photograph them, I didn’t bark. He gave me a treat afterwards to show his gratitude at my silence.
The Tetons are giant mountains that rise up very high and are very pointy and this big river runs through it. I think I have said before that I don’t get excited about such scenery like Dad does. If a place smells good to me, I can get excited, but not about high mountains. So, forgive me if I’m not as enthusiastic as Dad is over this trip.
Dad says there are several glaciers hanging on the side of the mountains. Glaciers are giant ice cubes that move down the mountain all year around because it is so cold up there. Dad says the mountains are very young and they are so tall because some big thing in the Earth is pushing them up and at the same time, dropping the valley floor beneath them even lower. I didn’t feel the floor dropping so I’d take what Dad says with a grain of kibbles.
When we first got to the Grand Tetons (from the North) we saw a big lake that is formed by the Snake River (there are no snakes in the river so don’t get excited guys). Dad called this lake Jackson. (Why do humans make names for everything? A lake is a lake, a river is a river, standing water and flowing water… geez they sure complicate things don’t they?)
Dad climbed to the top of a hill and took this photo of Oxbow Bend of the Snake River (while I waited).
Another place where there is standing water that gets Dad so excited is something he calls Jenny lake. I looked for my sister Genny, but she wasn’t around. So why call it after her? Dad let me out on a leash for a while to take my picture and it was a nice place to sniff. I left my mark on one of the stone walls, check it out the next time you are there. Jenny Lake is right at the base of this really tall mountain and Dad says it’s beautiful. I usually have to take Dad’s word for stuff like that. We just don’t agree on what is beautiful.
Jennie Lake is a shaded place right beneath a big mountain. Dad let me sniff around a bit... on a leash.
I was pretty excited to see this coyote. I waited until Dad took this picture to bark my head off, then he ran away.
We also stopped at this really small church that Dad called the Chapel of the Transfiguration. Dad made a lot of photographs of this building with the colorful leaves and the mountains in the background. Dad called it picturesque. I lifted my leg on the fence outside.
Of course, all the time we were driving I got to stick my nose out of the car window. It was really nice weather and although I couldn’t see the Moose, I did smell them and the coyotes. It’s really tough in one way to smell all these things outside the car as we move along. I have the urge to lift my leg as we are driving at every smell (I wouldn’t do that to Dad’s car, but the urge is there). You humans need to know that it is our urge and you should stop often to let us get it out of our system (so to speak).
Well it was getting late in the day and we headed back on the other side of the Teton mountains to home. Going home was much faster because we didn’t go through the forest. I slept most of the time, except when Dad stopped for another photograph of the mountains. I didn’t mind because I got to hop out and sniff around some more.
Mount Moran reflects in the Snake River. I got to see this view for an hour from the car while Dad photographed his head off!
Arf,
Reggie
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