We woke up to Grandma coming in from doing her laundry. Great news! All of the mud came out! Even the mud on her sneakers! I'm sure that the Holiday Inn washer has seen better days, but her clothing is clean.

We all showered up, enjoyed the continental breakfast at the hotel and got on the road. Nona was excited to see that we were in the same city as the Museum of Idaho, which was showing the "Wolf to Woof" Exhibit. We saw signs for it most of the day before. Nona did a book report in May on the Gray Wolf, and has fallen in love with wolves. We are in the right part of the country!

We went to the Museum, and were suitably unimpressed. It was THE Museum of Idaho, and for our Sarasota friends, it was way smaller and less professional than GWIZ. I'm not kidding. However, since most of the exhibit was featuring dogs, all four kids were happy. I spent time learning how to tie knots (for the clothesline in our camper) and we then got back on the road to Jackson, WY.

We now understand why the imbecile at the Almo, ID Vistor's Center said we had been on "good" dirt roads. We took the main highway between Idaho Falls and Alpine, WY, and it was under construction the entire remainder of ID. It was pot holes and washboard for MILES. I mean MILES. I was driving about 25 mph. Thankfully our trailer held up and we had no issues.

As we drove into WY the foothills of the Tetons started and it was gorgeous. I can certainly see why people move here. Granted, the town populations are tiny, and you would most likely go stir crazy, but the views are drop dead gorgeous.

We arrived at the Snake River KOA about 4:00 p.m. Thankfully, we had pre-paid about a week ago, because it is FULL! People are begging at the cashier's desk. They are now renting out parking spaces for "dry camping" and people are thankful for them. We are next to a couple of other pop-up trailers, and a couple of "fifth wheels." We are about 3 spaces away from the Snake River. For the first time, we are at a camp ground with a bunch of young people. So far, everywhere we have been has been mainly retirees with their RVs who are out enjoying the country. Here, we are surrounded by granola-heads who are into rafting, hiking, climbing, etc. As are their little, tiny kids. The kids LOVE it.

We went down to the river and they brought their sling shots. Spent a lot of time target shooting and also building a small dam in a puddle. They were in heaven. I tried to convince them we should drive in to Jackson Hole and have dinner, but they do NOT want to leave the trailer/campground. I drove up to the little general store at check-in and bought hot dogs and ramen noodles. After boiling up the hot dogs and making the noodles, Clark declared it was the best dinner he had the entire trip.

After dinner, we went out and made the most pathetic camp fire ever in our fire pit. Some of the neighboring trailer kids came over, and they all enjoyed s'mores. Grandma had her first s'more and didn't care for it!

Finally got to bed about 12:00 and was exhausted! A VERY cold night!