Wyoming, Day 3

Zack stayed home with the little ones, and the rest of us adventured out for a horse trail ride. Luke (our 8 yr old nephew) was SO excited and John (my 40+ bronx-breed, brother-in-law) was hilarious up on the horse for a first time. I was last in our trail line just laughing the whole time. John, not comfortable at all; Andrew, our 17 yr old ambivalent teen; and chatting it up with the 19-yr Texan ranch hand. It was quite the wonderful experience. Again, just gorgeous views of the Tetons and a spectacular experience.




Then we all headed out to Phelps Lake. It is a little over a mile hike to this wonderful, picturesque lake at the base of the Teton range. It was freezing water, but that was not a deterent. All the boys swam out to a rock (including cautious Alex) and the women and 4 yr olds stayed on the edge to throw rocks. It was cool. Most of us had a ball, but Nathan (cousin, 4 yr old) was like a tortured soul getting to the lake. I need to post the photo his mom (my sister) took of him face down on the trail's path pitching a fit and yelling "I CAN'T GO ANYMORE". Afterwards... we all laughed.

Here's the photo!!!

Then we finished the day with one of the most toursity things I have done to date. A chuckwagon dinner. You ride on a horse-drawn wagon up the side of Cache Creek Canyon, then sit in a tent, eat a bbq dinner, and watch a mildly inappropriate skit about a woodsman looking for a woman to capture and killing Indians. It was entertaining, but I am glad it was only 2 hours. CJ got to participate in the group sing along and of course commanded a front and center position. She was in her prime.



Another busy day out in the Mountains.