So when I found out the origin of the name Grand Teton, I embraced my inner middle school mentality and laughed and giggled. This is from wiki.
The origin of the current name is controversial. The most common explanation is that “Grand Teton” means “large teat” in French
Bahahahaahahahahahahaa. Leave it to the French to give us a big boob in which to name a giant national park after.
But aside from that, the wildlife and views are spectacular. I finally saw my first live grizzly bears! And Bullwinkle.
This mother bear was hiding her cubs behind her. There were about 75 photographers and a park ranger on the road getting these shots. What amazed me was the quiet. Everyone knew they were seeing something special and did not want to mess it up by making lots of noise to spook her.
A blurry peek at two cubs.
We stopped for dinner at a lakeside restaurant at the base of the Grand Teton mountains. It was a gorgeous view with the sun setting all around.
I enjoyed a bison slider with fresh pickles and carmelized onion with some pork gumbo. Everything was cooked to perfection. Who am I kidding? It could have been raw goat tongue and I would have thought it was good with these views.
More mountains and family pictures.
This one make us all stop and pause. Stephen looks exactly like his father, who left this earth last year after a 2 year battle with leukemia. When I saw his profile, I had to snap it. His features and expressions are just like Brodie’s. Stephen is wearing the hat and glasses. His brother (who we all think was flung on the doorstep as an infant by giant angry leprechauns) is in the red hat and out of depth of field.
My saint of a sister (in law) who married the offspring of angry giant leprechauns. 🙂
I loved the sun shining on the left slope. There was still some wildfire haze from Idaho lingering.
We saw all of this in the 5 hours of daylight left after we finished driving to Jackson Hole all day. I couldn’t wait to see what the first day of Yellowstone would bring.