Sometimes a road trip becomes more than just that. It becomes a trip down memory lane. I always end up here. The place that brings me back, recharges my batteries, fills my tank. Ashton Idaho.
This old bridge actually transported cars between Squirrel and Ashton. That’s right Squirrel. I imagine even Drummond and folks from Teton Valley. I’m not quoting facts just assumptions. Any corrections would be appreciated.
The rings of the tree that sits below the walkways at Upper Mesa.
|Mesa Falls was raging this weekend.|
|The Lower Falls looked amazing! You can see a person walking on the trail near the falls. Click on the picture to enlarge it and look at the right side near the center of the picture.|
|The mist from Mesa Falls barrels into the cliff you see here. In the winter the whole face turns to ice.|
|Green Timber area: The Teton Range in the distance. This place holds many memories of many people I've know and lost contact with over the years.|
|In an attempt to get to Cave Falls we actually came upon a traffic jam. Really, several people in trucks, vans and cars with Utah plates doing the same idiotic thing and getting stuck.|
|Despite the snow, they still manage to push through.|
|The meadows near Horseshoe Lake. Many parties in this area.....many....|
|Hovering above the creek, this little guy was spotted by my daughter. I had to go back and take a picture. The kid has a good eye.|
|Chino hitting his stride near Hog Hollow. Yes, Hog Hollow, don't ask because you don't need to know. Those who know don't tell. We were on our way to the _____________river canyon.|
|The lower jaw from one of the deer.|
|Alive and in full bloom.|