Where have I been? Where did I go? I haven’t called, I haven’t written. Yes, I know. It’s been one hell of a fall. You know those moments when you have so much happening at once, you feel like you’re on a roller coaster and all you want to do it scream “STOP, I WANT TO GET OFF!!!!”. Yep, that was my October. However, after a month of lots of work, very little sleep, even less gym time, and lots of bad for me food, I am ready to pick myself up and get back on track.
I took two weeks off at the end of October which was absolutely fabulous. Caveman and I rented an airstream trailer and headed up north. The goal was to go all the way up to Jasper National Park in Alberta, Canada. We didn’t make it that far…not even close. This may seem like a bad thing, however it was just what we needed. It was the ultimate in do what you want, no plan, no schedule, lots of sleeping in, reading for hours, cooking on a campfire because you can, pull out the camara and see what jumps in front of it, relaxation. We drove through Wyoming for a couple days, stopped when we got tired, and then made it to Grand Teton National Park. I have to say, driving through the middle of nowhere is surprisingly beautiful. It’s amazing how next-to-nothingness can seem so wild, so pure, so…untainted (once we got out of the major oil/gas operations that is). It’s a fairly humbling experience. In the vast nothingness, you feel so insignificant yet so connected.
Grand Teton was absolutely breathtaking. Every morning there was a thin layer of fog beneath the mountains and you could just see the Tetons erupting out of the mist like two giants. From the dozens of overlooks, you could look down into the valley cut out by the snake river which gently trickled in its bed. This was a quiet time of year. With tourist season over, the soundtrack consisted mainly of elk bugling, grasses rustling in the breeze, and the occasional moo from a nearby ranch. About midway through the trip, the snow started to fall and then the soundtrack was silent. When the winds were down, you could actually hear the snowflakes themselves falling to the ground. It was the perfect scenery for recharging and reflexion.
Of course the dog thought the snow was the absolute bomb and several times we had to tie her up to the front of the trailer with the heaters blasting so she would dry off before jumping on the bed.