We got up at the crack of 7:00 a.m. in the morning, ate eggs from home (hard boiled) for breakfast, loaded our toys back into the Subaru and departed the motel under clear blue skies.
To the east rose the mountains of the Wind River Range. Fifty years ago, I did a long backpack below these jagged peaks. This trip, we just admired their beauty from afar. We’ll be back.
We drove north through Jackson, Wyoming, crossed the Tetons into Idaho and turned north toward Helena, Montana…
…our route passing through grassy valleys cloaked in vibrant green.
The blue skies of morning soon turned battleship gray…
…and we ended the last half of our drive to Helena with windscreen wipers swiping glass.