I am taking a break from reading "The Art Instinct" as I drink a hard cider to write about my experience in Wymoning. When I got off the plane I was amazed at the mountains that surrounded the airport, and everywhere I have gone has been in the shadow of these majestic natural beauties. I've been staying at the Hostel in Teton Village, and it's been alright. My allergies have acted up from all the musty wood, but I'm surviving. The food out here is great, very hearty and organic. Of course, every bar boasts locally brewed beer and Buffalo Trace Whiskey has been everywhere. I definitely miss the roar of the ocean and my dog, but this trip has been fun. This terrain is more suited for the climbing, crunchy, Northface wearing type, and I'm ready to take my stiletto wearing ass back to the East Coast and resume my studio practice, but it's been great hanging with the family.
We visited the downtown of Jackson Hole, and it was adorable. Filled with Asian tourists and tacky Western Galleries, I was entertained for a few hours. Moo's Icecream is delicious, you have to try the Huckleberry. I love that they have tons of chocolate candy options as well (my favorite). The bronze sculptures that surround the downtown area are gorgeous and made by extremely talented craftsmen, and are frequent throughout Wymoning.
This area boasts several outdoor sports during the summer months such as mountain biking, white water rafting, kayaking, and hiking. I went on a white water rafting tour today, and it will be the last time I'll do it. I'm not a fan of getting splashed in the face with 50 degree water, but more power to you if you like that kind of thing. I'll stick to roller coasters for my adrenaline rush.
At the end of this adventure, I found myself at Bar J's Chuckwagon. They served a cowboy style dinner with steak, baked potato, beans, applesauce, cornbread, and lemonade paired with old fashioned tunes and light comedy. Great if you have younger children and a hungry family.
As I sit in the airport in Jackson Hole, I'm enjoying a Jack and Coke and thinking of the ocean in Fernandina Beach. Overall, this was a nice little vacation, and I am ready to resume my painting practice with some new inspiration.