Autumn is in full swing in Jackson Hole. At 6,200 feet, the town sits nearly 3,000 feet above our hometown, so things felt a lot cooler and the leaves were several weeks ahead of ours. It was wonderfully crisp and slightly breezy.
A few photos of the place where we stayed, Teton Mountain Lodge. I bet this lobby is so cozy in the winter when there's a crazy blizzard outside and a hot fire blazing in that incredible fireplace.
Before the snow flies you can take the lift to the top of the ski hill and ride your bike down (see small bikers coming down the grassy slope?). It looked like oodles of fun.
Emma and Kate under one of the four antler arches on the town's main square. Whew - that's a lot of elk antlers.
Inside the famous "Cowboy Bar" where you can literally "saddle up to the bar" for a drink.
The quaint, very western-themed (and surprisingly very crowded!) downtown offers lots of shopping, if you're made of money or don't mind paying an arm and a leg for things. In one store, rock and gem enthusiasts could purchase a four-foot-tall geode for a mere $20,000. In another you could buy a taxidermied grizzly bear for $120,000.
Kate sat next to Einstein to ponder the absurdity of it all. Incidentally, this bronze bench/sculpture could be yours too, for a price was so high that they didn't even list it. You had to call a phone number to find out the damage.
Final analysis: Jackson Hole is a beyond-words beautiful place.