Jackson is such a cute town! Matt and I will have to go skiing there one day. There were tons of shops and restaurants and the scenery surrounding the city was much more dramatic than that in Park City. (Of course, I love Park City, but maybe one year we can try some place new? Or go to both places?) We got there just in time for the wild west shoot out in the street, with cowboys and everything. It was fun. Then Linda treated us all to pizza and this really yummy place, I think it was called Mountain High Pizza Pie. It was SO good...the calzone was delicious. We left Jackson and headed down to another town that I forget the name of. I think it was in Idaho? Anyway, we spent the night and then Grandma and Mitch headed back to California. I rode with Linda who very nicely dropped me off at the airport where I headed on to Minneapolis to visit Andrew and Lisa.
Linda, Mitch and Sarah in front of Yellowstone Falls in the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone
Grandma and Tanner
Waiting for Old Faithful
In Jackson on our Way Home
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It was Evanston, Wyoming we stayed in. The highway down kept going back and forth over the Idaho and Wyoming border and it was very dark when we drove in to town. Your Great Grandfather Ferrell managed the Golden Rule store here before the big depression. Then they moved back to Ogden where I was born and 1 1/2 yr later moved to Montana.
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