Paige is relinquishing the typing duties. There isn't enough time in the day to break camp, edit pictures, drive, make camp and then type too! Mom is a much better writer anyway...

We woke up kind of early after sleeping like rocks by the Snake River.

The little camp store sold egg and sausage wraps which tasted very delicious. Paige and the boys got busy with breaking up camp while I worked and slaved in the camp laundry room.I had to bump one of the workers out who was busy drying wet suits by the dozens.When all was clean and packed away, the girls and I went down to the river one last time.It was so rapid and swift.We tried skipping rocks, but not with much success. The highlight was I got one flat rock to skip twice.Clark came down and told us that we were ready to hit the road.

We followed Snake River north toward Yellowstone.The scenery was breathtaking in more than one way.The Tetons rise straight up from the river.We stopped at the Teton Village.A tram that rose to 10,000 ft. was the main attraction.Approximately 100 people fit into the completely enclosed aerial vehicle.As we rose up, every time we passed one of the supporting towers everyone's stomach dropped a little.I could tell it wasn't just my stomach because of all the sighs and exclamations from our fellow passengers.I had great trepidations about going on this thing, but I just didn't have any idea how terribly high it would feel and how sickening it would be to look down.Of course, there was a lot of oohing and ahhing about the beauty from those less paranoid. When we got off at the top there was a lot of snow and very cold wind.A little kitchen was perched atop all of this and we went in and had fresh made waffles that tasted wonderful.The trip down was a little worse,but we all made it.My visions of mechanical failure were needless, but nevertheless, I was very happy to be on terra firma.

The kids had not had enough thrills yet.So they got hooked up for bungee jumping on trampolines.Nona was the champion flipper as she made 11 flips.Clark and Jimmy were close at 9 and 8, but they all had a blast jumping high into the air, turning a flip and going up again.When they had worn out the trampoline we went to a rock climbing wall and got some good instructions from a ranger and climbed a good sized fake rock wall and rappelled to the bottom.We returned to Jackson to check with the Float-A-Graphs that were taken the day before.It seems as though I am writing a lot about food, but we stopped next door to the picture place and had the pizza that Clark claimed was the best he had ever had in his life.(Maybe food tastes better at very high altitudes.Or maybe all the fresh crisp air makes us exceptionally hungry.)

Back on the road again, toward Yellowstone.Maybe someone other than me should write about the beauty of that drive.Very steep snow-covered mountains, a winding and rapid filled river, tumbling waterfalls, no guard rails, drop-offs to the roaring waters and tires about six inches from the edges of high shoulders on the road. Made for a heart-stopping ride.We saw elk and bison along the way and many human photographers.

We arrived at the Old Faithful Snow Lodge just in time to go see Old Faithful erupt.I think no matter how many times you see this, it still an awesome sight.Afterwards, we went to see the Old Faithful Inn.It is over 100 years old.It is an enormous log building.In the lobby stands a blazing fireplace that was built with over 500 tons of stone.There are many floors and balconies made of logs that overlook this lobby. Live piano music completed the scene. We couldn't stay at this awesome place, because you would have had to reserve probably a year in advance. We were lucky to get into Old Faithful Snow Lodge across the way. Our cabin was very old, but quite comfortable and we could park the trailer without having to back up or do any complicated jockeying of it. Whew!