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The next day Mary, Dolores and myself drove up to
Jackson Hole. We were going to have Noella with us, but she has been having
some heart rhythm problems and could not go. This was some of the Utah/Idaho
plains on the way. Mostly a little boring, but pretty in their own way,
I guess!
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We went through Paris, Idaho and stopped to take a
picture of the Paris Tabernacle.
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Apparently, I provide comic relief to the girls. I
had to relieve myself at a Wyoming rest stop. I took a picture of the
pebbled stalls. I thought it was quite nice. The other 2 ladies just looked
at me like I was a nut and didn't even go in! Humph!
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My GPS (whom I have nicknamed Sarah after Sarah Palin,
because she is loud and obnoxious and sometimes she is right!) took us
the correct way, but Mary and I got confused and Mary overrode Sarah and
went left when we should have gone right We ended up going around Bear
Lake in Idaho Actually, that turned out to be cool. Mary pretended that
she meant to go there all the time...uh-huh.
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Montpelier, Idaho was a cute little town. They have
tourists benches with bears!
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And then we went through Afton, Wyoming. They had
benches , too, but not as cute as Montpelier's benches.
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I thought this little store was cute!
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Okay, Afton's benches were not as cute as Montpelier's
but they had a GREAT arch!
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Salt River Pass
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Coming into Jackson Hole.
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In the Salt River Pass.
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After we checked into the hotel, we went downtown
to explore. This is Dolores and Mary under one of the Antler arches in
the square in Jackson Hole. A cold front had come through and they were
chilly! Got down to 37 degrees that night. Amazing, since it had been
106 in Nevada!
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Mary took this picture of me giving bunny ears to
a bear! Ooooo....scary!
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The Million Dollar Cowboy Bar. Very Famous! Jackson
Hole reminded me of several tourist traps I had been to like, Wimberly,
Fredericksbuurg in Texas and Bar Harbor in Maine!
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