Day 74 & 75 - Grand Teton Village

Uncle Steve and Cousins Lanny and Landon were set to arrived today for a two week Yellowstone vacation amid my adventure. I did laundry, thoroughly cleaned my stinky shoes and converted my one-person camper van into a four-person voyage van. I rolled up the bed, broke down the second storage rack and raised the two middle seats in order to make space.

Steve and Lanny missed their connecting flight to Jackson and since the airline didn't fly to Jackson for two more days, they instead flew to Salt Lake City and took a bus up here, arriving 22 hours late. Cousin Landon's flight was on time at 9pm so I picked him up and we went down to Jackson for pizza and beer. The only pic of the day:

The next day Lanny and I set out to hike up to Taggart and Bradley lakes after a lazy morning. The weather was ideal for hiking at mid 60s and sunny. A "wind event" two days ago knocked over dozens of trees into the trail and Rangers were out with chainsaws clearing them. After Bradley Lake the trail climbs up 2000 vertical feet to a canyon cliff edge used as a climbing entrance to Grand Teton. The fallen trees and a lack of time blocked our progress so we turned back and drove on to Jackson to meet Steve and Lannny.

The travel-weary fellows seemed chipper and excited to be here despite their horrid 24 hours of travel cancellations and waitings. We celebrated their arrival with a tasty dinner and drinks at the Mangy Moose bar before walking around the mostly-empty mountain town of Teton Village in search of other party-goers. We walked through the beautiful Four Seasons hotel before enjoying a night-cap at The Spur bar just before it closed.

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