D and I decided to take a trip out to Jackson, Wyoming to visit his family. His sister’s birthday was that weekend, so his entire family decided to come out to celebrate. It also happened to be my birthday, so going on a trip made it that much more special.
I’ve heard a quote that no one likes a story of how you physically got somewhere, but they just want to know if you arrived or not. Anyways our commute to Jackson was pretty uneventful. Although, when I took the snap below – I mean, how could I not photograph the most beautiful airport ever?! – I was scolded by the TSA staff. Whoops!
When we arrived, we left briskly for Snake River Creek restaurant to meet his family for a birthday dinner. It turned out that there was another member of the family visiting, and her birthday was also on my birthday! So we ended up having three birthdays to celebrate. They completely surprised me with presents, cake and tiaras, and it was the nicest surprise to receive after spending a birthday traveling for 8 hours.
After dinner, we headed back to D’s dad’s house. His house is absolutely beautiful! It’s a legit log cabin, set up on a hill that overlooks the town of Jackson and part of the Teton Mountain Range. I felt so fortunate that we were able to stay there.
On Saturday, we all woke up and had breakfast together early in the morning. One of D’s sisters had to leave that morning, so we wanted to get in as much time with them as possible. Right before they left, we were all outside admiring the morning view, and a moose and her baby came out of the woods!
In case you were curious, even though a moose looks like a half horse, half donkey, it’s not ;)
After his sister left for the airport, we all headed to Jackson Hole Mountain Resort to ride the tram to the top of the mountain. The waffles at the top of the tram at Corbet’s Cabin were one of the things I had read that were legendary in Jackson. If something is legendary, I obviously need to be a part of that experience.
Corbet's Couloir is actually pretty legendary itself. We rode by it on the tram up to the mountain, but I never got a photo. There are some pretty great videos of people skiing down it here. I've got about 30 more years of practice until I can even try it ;)
We walked around the top of the mountain, literally marveling at the view. I’m pretty sure D got sick of me saying “OMG this is so beautiful. OMG look over there!” on repeat. But, it was just too beautiful and new not to say it at every turn.
We hiked down maybe a half mile, maybe a mile – I’m not quite sure to be honest. But, it was steep! We walked over to this bowl area, where I was told that during the winter you can ski the bottom part of that bowl over to the other side, and then go down. Pretty sure my skiing skills will need to be vastly improved before I try that.
We saw some cairns, and I felt like I was in Scotland! We also saw some cute little mountain creatures (totally harmless!). After we made it to the bowl, we turned around and hiked up. I’ve never experience altitude sickness, but holy cow is it a real thing. After walking uphill 50 feet and panting like I’d just sprinted, I knew I was in trouble. I never actually got sick (thank goodness), but by the top of the hill I definitely felt light headed and dizzy, which in turn made me nauseous. It was the strangest feeling though! We decided waffles would be good, and I knew at that point I needed something in my stomach. After half a can of 7Up and waffles, I was a brand new person by the time we were back down on level ground. On the way down, we ended up getting stuck in a rainstorm at the top of the mountain. The rain was freezing and huge huge drops! Luckily, we found a place to hide by the Cabin, and the tram came within 10 minutes. By the time we got back down, the storm was over and it was so sunny again!
After the mountain excursion, we headed back to the house to hang out in the hot tub and unwind before dinner.
Saturday was D’s sister’s birthday, so we went to a favorite place in town, Lotus Cafe. I had Beef Pho, which was pretty great for a non-Vietnamese restaurant. The menu was pretty eclectic and diverse, but everyone seemed pretty pleased with their food. Afterwards, a group of us went to the legendary Cowboy Bar for some drinks and dancing.
Altitude not only affects your stomach and head, but your alcohol tolerance goes wayyyy down as well. Chatty Cori (similar to Chatty Becky) may have come out in full force! When I asked D if I was being too chatty, he nicely replied, “well maybe just don’t talk for a bit”. Ha! But, all in all it was such a fun night!
Scroll through the rest of our photos below.
Stay tuned for Part 2 later this week!
To D’s family, thank you very much for your generous hospitality! I loved meeting, and spending time with each one of you!