…and we relished in that beauty.
(That is marker on Lucy’s chin. Some form of a marker smudge seems to always there…or on her eyes, or forehead or ear…and covering her hands because she colors so darn much.)
Next it was off to do a little river rafting on the Snake River.
Here are Elle and Claire (in her snazzy little wetsuit we rented) in the bus on the way up to where we embarked on our little journey:
It was sunny but super windy which made for a little bit of a chilly day….
…and made us surprised when our guide asked if anyone wanted to hop in during a particularly calm section of the river and Lucy piped right up and hopped off of the front of the boat.
–her knocked-wind-out face when she hit the ice-cold water made Dave jump in right after her (making the same gasp when he hit the water).
Grace got a new little waterproof phone case for her birthday which was perfect for the ride.
Claire did a little videography for us…
Although uneventful as far as falling-out-of-the-raft went, it was a great day on the river.
We headed in to the square to watch the stagecoach show that I had built up to be pretty awesome (from my recollection from when I was young).
Dave started out recounting our dating story from when we took a trip to Jackson Hole with my family right before we got engaged.
He told them all about how my Dad some how got him alone in his car to drive up and conveniently got lost, interviewing him the whole way.
He told about how we went snowmobiling (once he finally got there) and our crazy jump we took (that killed my back) and how we built a snow igloo that night.
And then he told about how somehow my Dad got him alone in the car again on the way home and got lost again too (he wanted to do some serious interviewing I guess!).
It was one of those nights when the light was slanted just perfectly and it was the perfect equilibrium weather.
…and we loved it.
…and relished in trying to capture it…
…while Dave finished up the stories.
Then we headed on home.
(All the guidebooks claimed there would be great animals to see there.)
It was so pretty but with no wildlife in sight.
Only some cute girls.
I guess we were supposed to go early in the morning.
Oh well…String lake was beckoning us with it’s beauty so we headed there for one last stop.
And it sure didn’t disappoint.
As we drove off I wondered out loud to Dave why in the world don’t we live in this breathtaking beauty? Why doesn’t everyone just do about anything they can to live as close to this stuff as humanly possible??