Big Breasts National Park

Grand Tetons is French for... well, now you know.

They were named by French trappers who apparently had only one thing on their minds.

The first thing I wanted to do was go on my favorite hike to Taggart Lake. I like this trail because it is so open, and last time I was on it a moose ran across the trail right in front of us. No moose this time, but it was still beautiful.

It's a fairly easy hike to the lake.

Our campground was just 10 miles or so from the town of Jackson, WY. The square there has a gigantic arch of elk antlers on each of the four corners. I remember them from when I passed through here when I was 16. (About a hundred years ago...)

Antlers are shed each year, so there is no shortage.

Right on the square is the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar, where we went dancing. I got to ride one of the saddle bar stools.

The weather was not great the week we were here, so we did not do much outdoors. One day we walked along String Lake -

Also a haven for paddleboarders. I never thought I wanted to do this, but if I had a guy paddle for me.....

I loved their water filling station, and wished I'd brought my water bottles.

Near the campground is Mormon Row, where this much-photographed barn is located.

One more nice day, and we hiked to Phelps Lake.

Afterwards, we went down to Teton Village, where some paragliders were having a ball. They ride the tram on an all day pass to the top of the mountain and glide down.

Well, the weather wasn't perfect, but we still managed to get some good stuff in!