Black Bear Inn
TripAdvisor Reviews Colina Jaco
Travel Blogs from Dubois
... West type place, all of the shops had been fronted with wooden facades and lots of galleries to explore in the morning. We walked down the Main Street past 3 deer sitting by the stream and the "God Bless America" sign at the gas station. We had dinner out and it was huge as we had come to expect and most of the choices came with bacon and cheese. A extra walk around the town in the cold air was called for to shake dinner ...
... than we drove in, that's for sure.
Dad did one of his special brain fades, so we pulled into Dubois roughly 5 miles before the truck would have ran out of gas. Order of business was unhitch, get gas, spring the animals.
Cats and Dog looked fine but ready to leave. Evidently Rowdy howled for 4 nights straight and than gave up. They bunked him with a yellow lab and a mix. Small wounds indicate the rough-housing was a ...
... turn my tail to the wind,
And the old Double Diamond
Disappears into the sage.
After dinner a local act came and performed on the deck - duo - very good. They and the parents and their parents had grown up in the area so the orginal pieces all had stories very cool. The girls continue to be cat crazy but are having fun with the swing and tree fort and making new friends.
... one of the more common square shapes, the wind would undoubtedly had taken it away.
Next morning the wind had subsided. I walked over to Amy (we had briefly talked to each other, when I came in the night before) to thank her and her husband for the delicious fish. It's called 'walleye,' and they fish a couple of hundreds a year and freeze them. They live in Rock Springs.
The next day I wanted ...
... be there on the map. Go Go Gadget Compass!
The trail would re-appear suddenly and disappear just as suddenly for the rest of the day. This was a bit disconcerting as we'd expected to have a 9 mile trail walk instead of a 2 mile trail walk and 7 miles of off trail or cairn navigating. The next 2-3 miles were without incident, though trail-less in favor of cairns, as we trudged across the ever so slightly declining mountain to the Bear ...