Some of you may have wondered...

where we've been.  Well, the sign says it all...

Jake's in Jackson Hole, along with the rest of the family, and life is good.  Dad had a meeting with the Emergency Manager in Jackson and so we tagged along.  On the way our Mom drove, and she saved the lives of over 20 chipmunks, 100 sheep, 1 sheep dog, a badger, billy goat, and 2 jack rabbits.  Dad said we were in a hurry, and don't you dare slow down or swerve, but we found that when we yelled "Run, chipmunk, run" we managed to avoid hitting them.  It was our good deed for the day.  Dad wasn't even amused when Mom got in a staring contest with the sheep dog.  He made her honk and drive on.  Sometimes it's him that is the fun police, and not our Mom, who is it most of the time, except for when she is taunting Dad.
Here we are in front of the Jackson Hole park, with the big antler arch.  It was cool.  We can tell you any number of stores in Jackson that sell the same t-shirt or Native American jewelry for an outrageous price.  We can also tell you that parking is non-existent, and that there are a lot of bars we can't go in.  We did run into something that was scary and exciting all at the same time...
We saw Bigfoot.  He is in Jackson Hole, and he is stuffed.  You can stop worrying about him now.  He has been confirmed dead.  After that we found Dad, ate, and went to Driggs, Idaho to swim in our hotel.  We were in three states today - Utah, Wyoming, then Idaho, then Wyoming, then Idaho.  It was crazy.