It was the next day and time for another long walk but first we had to linger over a bit of breakfast
and then we made our way to the trailhead
and looked at what it would take to get around Leigh Lake and make it to BearPaw Lake
and we could see what it would take (and what we could not take)
as after a little bit of walking, we looked out at Leigh Lake
and saw what the path would be
and also saw this warning that would become more significant later.
So we marched on and enjoyed the lake
and the clearness of the lake water
and the views out to the mountains
and the glacier on Mt. Moran.
And so we walked on and stopped again viewing the water
and the mountains
and the glacier
and the whole scene
before focusing back on the water that was close
and the mountains that were far away
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Once we started back, we came upon a lovely beach on Leigh Lake and Ben became photographer as David and Suzanne dipped their toes in the water
and then David
and Suzanne
pondered going further which they did as Ben recorded their every step
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Having finished the 8 miles (or so) we headed to the Signal Mountain Lodge for a celebration
and made our way into the restaurant
where this was the menu
that amused Suzanne
and Ben and David in this self portrait
as we viewed Jackson Lake
the potential storm that might have been brewing
and a view of Mt. Moran in clouds.
We were thirsty and so ordered iced tea
and more iced tea and beer
and were hungry and so ordered super nachos with all the accouterments
as the silverware came and we settled in to eat.
Unfortunately as we settled in to the meal, the weather kicked up and it was suggested that we might want to move in. We weren't sure until Suzanne was hanging onto the table's umbrella for dear life as it attempted to fly away.I couldn't get a picture because we were too busy dealing with the storm. Once inside, Suzanne
and Ben
were happy to keep eating the nachos (as was I)
as we looked out at the storm's impact on the lake
and even made this movie of it.
But this didn't stop Ben from ordering a Bison burger and progressively dressing it.
On the way back to Teton Village, we stopped to capture views of the mountains
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After a short break, we headed into Jackson and I got my hand stamped to prove that I had paid for my rodeo ticket.
This was the announcers booth
and these were the riders practicing on the turf before the rodeo began
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