If wasn't too far into the ride that we passed by Elk mountain. Do you see the elk...thought so, neither did we.
On the way through Washakie Territory near Lander WY, Tom happened to pass a sign that read Sacajawea Cemetery. Tom did an immediate turnaround in the road (thankfully no traffic). He knew that if he didn't, a family, and history teaching friend Linda would never forgive him.
This stone was erected by the Wyoming chapter of the National Daughters of the American Revolution. The 2 stones on either side are Baptiste Charbonneau, her son and Bazil, her adopted son.
A closeup of the previous headstone. The cemetery is located on a Waskakie Native American reservation on the road to Grand Teton NP.
Further along the way we could see the Crowheart Butte. It was named that because Chief Crowheart defeated another tribe in a battle over hunting rights on the land.
Finally after hours of riding, we reached Grand Teton National Park. The mountains were just spectacular and will be more so with the mornings sun on them.
Stretching the zoom on the camera is a shot of a glacier between two of the peaks.
Awwwwww!
Another view of the Tetons from the visitor center.
Minnie Pearl left the tag on again.
For my daughter and son- in- Law, a view of the ski slopes from the main street of town.
Brown Bear, Brown Bear what do you see. I see a Grammie just a looking with me.
After a meal with Robert Leroy Parker and Harry Longbaugh at the Silver Dollar Bar, we finally did see an Elk, although a little worse for wear.
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