There were beautiful waterfalls like this all over Cascade Canyon.
Mmmmm....
A different view of the Tetons.
Mom sliding down a watermelon glacier.
Sock change. Rory had a pair of socks to go up hills and a different pair of socks to go down hills. He said the up hill pair rubbed his toes when he wore them going down hill. This is on top of Paintbrush Divide on our fourth day. It was a long hike up and a scary hike down.
The view from the top of Paintbrush Divide looking down on (sort of) where we're going.
Mom and Rory crossing the treacherous glacier. I slipped and fell on this glacier right before I took this picture. Luckily I didn't slide all the way down or this picture never would have been taken.
Holly Lake! There were rumors of bears here but we never saw any. I can't decide if I'm happy or sad about that.
Our hair was soooo disgusting. So we stuck our heads in a creek. I think all it did was make my hair disgusting and wet.
I was freezing after I stuck my head in the creek so I sat in the sun and pretended to be a hippy child.
Day five! We only did five miles that day and it was all down hill. We plowed through the miels super fast and got to the bottom before noon.
I think this might be the best picture of my mom I've ever seen.
Showing off the sweat stains.
It was that bad.
What could be better than soaking your feet after a long hike? Ice cream! We did end up getting ice cream in Jackson Hole. It was the best thing I've ever tasted.
Some of you might not know it but I have a sister. Her name is Laura. We really are related. I recently got in contact with an old friend and she told me I didn't have any pictures of Laura on my blog and I looked.... and she was right! How sad! So here are some pictures of my only sister. She's lots of fun and I love her pretty brown hair.
Rory and I bought climbing gear this summer and took Sam to Paramount Rock to try it out. We're not dead so it must be fine. Rory nearly stepped on the grandad of all rattle snakes though. (Ten rattles long!) He's happy that it didn't bite him. The climb was good. Lots of big hand holds for spazzy people like me. And I only got stuck a little bit. I think the guys next to us thought I was silly. They seemed a bit more skilled than me. But Rory rocked the rock. Har har. Anyway, if anyone wants to climb let us know! Rory's dying for climbing buds.
We went to an Ecology conference in Albuquerque. There were neat mosaics everywhere! (And a tortoise) Driving to Albuquerque in one day is too much. Especially if you drove all day the previous day and broke down in Boise at 9:30 at night. I don't think we'll do it again.