Journal

Jackson Hole - Yellowstone Part 1

I turned 40 years old this past June. While I don't consider age to be a big deal, I felt like I needed to do something of some significance, or at least, go somewhere that would make it memorable. After doing some research, and I'll be honest a national park was high on my list, Becky and I decided that we should go to Yellowstone and spend a week there. We decided to fly into Salt Lake City. We did this for several reasons, one being it was a whole lot less expensive then flying into Jackson Wyoming and the other, I had never been to Utah, Idaho, Wyoming or Montana which we would be driving through to get there. So we booked a flight then started calling people about places to stay. At some point during our planning I came across Sally from A Teton Tree House. I wish I would have talked to her earlier, she gave us the kind of advice you get from a local, from where to see the most wildlife to where to stay when we weren't at her place. She was extremely helpful and it turned out to be one of the coolest places I've ever stayed at.

Flying into Salt Lake City International is pretty impressive in itself if you live in Kansas City. Mountains and the lake are sights we don't get. After we landed and picked up our rental car and hit the road not wanting to waste any time. We pointed the car north and started for Idaho. My camera at my side the entire drive, we stopped for multiple wide open sky landscape shots, the scenery was just too much for me. I'm a sucker for green fields, blue skies with some clouds floating in there and this area has no shortage of that. So much so that the first gas station we stopped at I was taking photos like a true tourist. After four hours of driving the most beautiful country I've seen we made it in to Jackson. We found our hotel, dropped our bags off and hit the town (so to speak) stopping at the Snake River Brewing Company for dinner and a few beers. I called a friend who is a photographer up there (check out his work here) asking advice on where I should go and what are the good spots for photographers. After our talk, he pointed me a spot to go to at sunrise, so a late night was not going to happen. We finished our beers and headed to one more spot that I can't remember the name of (it was that memorable) and called our first day done.

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Getting up before sunrise on vacation when it's cold outside I realize is not everyone's idea of a dream vacation. But I was in a photography hot spot and I wasn't going to miss it. I got up and looked at my map. I would be driving an hour north. I checked my batteries, memory cards and I was off. Just the drive there I could have stopped twenty times but I pushed through to my destination of the Moulton Barn. It was an amazing scene, even with five photographers already there. There have been so many amazing photos made from this place it's no surprise that anyone with a camera will seek this area out at sunrise and sunset.

This was a perfect start to the day. I had to just stand there for a while and admire the scenery as it was really nothing I had ever seen before. Open, expansive fields surrounded by mountains with the sun rising and dropping a pinkish hue on the peaks. It was amazing start to our trip and I wondered if I had brought enough memory for camera.