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Published: August 3rd 2010
Our Teton-Yellowstone vacation got off to a very early start: a 5 a.m. ride to Logan Airport for an 8 a.m. flight. We were a bit worried about the layover in Denver—a few weeks before, United had altered our itinerary, shortening a 3-hour stop to 45 minutes. In the end, it all went off without a hitch. Flying into Jackson Hole, the pilot banked the plane, giving us a first look at the jagged Teton peaks still spotted with snow. Mountains make for updrafts, so there were a few bumps. I gulped; Tristan grinned; Eli was oblivious.
To Eli’s dismay, our first stop after the airport was the supermarket. We stocked up on peanut butter, honey, bread, trail mix, sunscreen, bug repellent, and other necessities we thought might be more expensive in the parks.
Since we were scheduled to go on a sunrise raft trip the next day, we tried to stay on Eastern time and ate a 3 o’clock dinner near Jackson’s ultra-Old Western town square at the Snake River Brewery. We were led upstairs, past a set of two-story-tall aluminum tanks, to a dining area with concrete floors and maple-colored tables and chairs. The place certainly has
a following: on the wall over our table hung a framed set of coasters with people’s doodles and drawings. The food was pretty good, especially the spicy gazpacho and Tristan’s buffalo burger.
After stops for sunglasses for the boys (vital!) and a sports watch for me, we headed north on US 89 toward Grand Teton National Park. On the drive up, we pulled into Glacier View Turnout to admire the mountains rising straight out of the glacial plain. It was very windy and Eli loved practicing his takeoffs. We continued to Jackson Lake Lodge, had a look around, and turned in early.
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