and be escorted into their pen
after which a horse was chosen for Ben and he and Suzanne took turns relating to the horse
This was the day that we decided to get up early before the heat of the day and go horse back riding. It was a bit cloudy but got quite warm as we rode. Little did we know that the weather would be very odd this day. We arrived at the stables before horses and so had to wait for them to appear
and be escorted into their pen
after which a horse was chosen for Ben and he and Suzanne took turns relating to the horse
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so that Suzanne could climb aboard and ride tall in the saddle
and then Ben could climb onto his horse step by step
and we could ride off with Suzanne
and Ben (and Brandon, our guide) ahead of me.
On the way back from the horse ride, we stopped for stamps to mail post cards
and then came home to a brunch of left over vegetables
melted cheese sandwiches
a bowl of cereal
and the ice cream sundae we had in our freezer.
Next we headed into the park but sopped to see a moose deep within the brush
along with this whole crowd of onlookers.
Next we drove to the top of Signal Mountain where we came to a first lookout
complete with instructions
and good first views
and recorded the potholes (aka kettles)
and also noted the storm brewing in the mountains across the way.
before we headed off to the other vantage point where these instructions followed
as we watched the storm developed
with Ben in the foreground
and wondered what happens to a storm like this
but still looked down on the potholes
and captured Suzanne
as the storm seemed to get more serious
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and then Suzanne from looking at the camera
and looking at the scene
and this is what she saw
before she was joined by Ben
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as this family set up an elegant group photo
and we decided to give up worries about the brewing storm
and the Snake River
and go to the summit where Suzanne and Ben posed
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and admired the cell phone tower which gave truly strong signals
and made our way down from these spectacular views
to the Blue Heron Lounge at the Jackson Lake Lodge
where we learned the meaning of National Parks
even as this bird perched at the edge of our outside table
which didn't seem to affect Suzanne
me
or Ben in these pictures Ben took
before he recorded the food menu
and I recorded the drink menu
and the post card I had written
and then took pictures of Suzanne
and Ben
and this self portrait of myself
as I read the rules of the game
admired the flowers
and wondered whether the storm would come our way
as this group
had their picture taken by this good citizen.
Suzanne's drink came
as did mine
along with the salad
and chips and salsa
and Ben's drink
but the next thing we knew we were inside int he lounge watching the rain fall
as Ben made many efforts to be sure he would not be photographed.
After recording the peace efforts that had happened here,
we headed to Jackson
and once there took the obligatory phone booth picture
before finding the Yippy I-O candy store
with more bins than I've ever seen
and emerged with these candies
that Benjamin proudly held.
We decided to avoid the Old Time Photo Booth
but did capture this mural
before heading to the town square
to watch the evening show unfold complete with dancers, gun fighters, audience participation and a cast of many
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and drove to the pump
at the Philips 66 station
where I filled the tank
and recorded the sign that pointed our way.
Along the way,w e got behind this car of many bumper stickers
and once home I changed batteries, this one having died.
Next it was time to go to Masa Sushi
where Ben decided to hide from the camera
while I took this self portrait with Suzanne
until our Japanese beer
and Ben's lemonade
came along with the cucumber
and lettuce salads.
Ben kept avoiding the camera
until I turned out the lights
and then he posed
and we were all excited when the ship came filled with our food
after which Ben
made some efforts to record the sail of the ship
and after a picture of the bear in front of the hotel, we came home and called it a night.
