So as you can see from our pictures, when we got in from overseas we took a whirlwind tour of some National Parks. We did not originally intend to do that. I think we were just kind of killing time til we could get back into our house and thought it would be nice to take Luna on an extended camping and rafting trip. We started out in Idaho, at the Payette river, where it rained on us for days straight. On top of that, the rivers everywhere in the northwest were so high we could not safely boat with only one raft
. We had to cancel our Middle Fork Salmon trip because the river was huge and the road to the put-in was still closed. After another night huddled in our sopping tent (Luna had to sleep in the truck because she does not fit so well in the tent with the doors closed), we decided to drive southwest in search of sunshine. Rafting would have to wait. So we headed through Idaho toward Wyoming. We ended up in Jackson, Wyoming, land of the rich and beautiful. After two weeks sleeping on the ground and washing in gas stations, we were not so beautiful and we were definitely not rich. So off we went, north to Grand Teton National Park. Wow. It was breathtaking. We camped there for a while, then continued on to Yellowstone. I have never been to any of these places (growing up my family was pretty set on the Crooked River Ranch as the annual family vacation) and I had no idea what incredible beauty I was missing. The wildlife in Yellowstone surpassed even that which we experienced in Austraila. In a matter of less than 8 hours we saw grizzly bears, black bears, elk, bison, moose, dear, antelope, and on and on. Luna hated it all, of course, because national parks are decidedly not dog friendly. We saw old faithful blow and explored the park's historic lodges. Right outside Yellowstone is a very cool little rafting town that I can quite recall the name of right now. We hung out there a bit and thought about rafting till we saw the stetch of the Yellowstone rive that all the companies take the customers on. Not quite worth blowing up the boat, if you know what I mean. So off we went to Montana. We were still getting dumped on by the weather, despite our best efforts to outrun it. We did some camping
Hi again. It's nice to be home. For me at least...poor Andrew is back at work. As for me, I hope to re-join the ranks of the respectably employed in September if my firm will have me back early. If not, it looks like we'll be eating a lot of top ramen til December. Luna won't mind. Speaking of which, our pleasantly plump little butterball lost 15 pounds while in the care of my dear sister Nina. 15 pounds!