MA CINQUIÈME NUIT À TETON.

07/27/2020

Sleep was sufficient, and the morning was miraculous. Our first move was to drive down to Jackson for some coffee. This roastery was supposed to be the best in town. The was espresso so bad that I ended up dumping it. My morning was not ruined, thanks to a salivating spicy breakfast burrito from a joint nearby. After grubbing, we stopped at a local laptop repair shop. The tech confirmed that my computer was non-operational. It would have cost a pretty penny to get a full diagnosis in the short time that I had in Jackson. I opted to wait till my next significant stay for a potential PC repair. Unfortunately, this will delay my website launch because my laptop contains vital information and applications that are needed for completion. Now all of my devices are dangerously damaged. This will not hinder my quest, just another obstacle to overcome.

After skipping on the tech restoration, we made our way to Antelope Flats near our campsite. Supposedly, this is where you can find wildlife roaming freely. We found a loop that led back to camp but did not see any animals. We relaxed and organized the site for a bit. We returned to the loop and stopped in the tiny town of Kelly. We chilled at the only cafe in town, and I drank an IPA. Antelope Flats proved to be unsuccessful the second time around. Desperate to see more wildlife, we headed to Oxbox Bend. According to the internet, this was another well-known wildlife refugee. While driving north on Highway 26, we saw many cars pulled off the side of the road. A herd of bison occupied the plains. We pulled off and joined the side street spectators. Everyone was content watching from their cars, but we wanted a closer look.

The handout declared that you could safely observe bison from seventy-five feet away. We slowly approached this herd of beastly bison. Most of the bison were relaxing, while others galloped in the distance. One was playfully rolling in the dirt. They did not seem to mind our presence, and we admired their refinement from a relatively safe distance. Here is a fun fact, the bison is the largest land mammal in North America. After chilling with the bison for a bit, we continued to Oxbox Bend.

We arrived to a pile-up of binoculars and photographers. Some crazy shit must be going down, I thought as we pulled off. The crowd was compiled here based on a report that a grizzly was feeding on a carcass earlier. At that current moment, nothing novel was happening. Rather than wait around, we returned to Jackson for dinner.

We loved Cafe Geneve and decided to do dinner here again. This time we ordered brussel sprouts, green beans, and mushrooms. These veggies were remarkable and went down smoothly with my locally crafted IPA. I had to review their espresso one more time. Unfortunately, whoever pulled this shot was not as equipped as my previous visit. The flavor and crema were still sufficient, but it was more bitter. It was still better than all the others in town.

After dinner, we walked around the square and split a birthday cake milkshake for dessert. Before it got too dark, we returned to Gros Ventre for our final evening of camping. I got the fire burning big and bright, and we washed ourselves in the warmth. It was time to turn in.