jackson hole, wyoming

we have returned from our wyoming weekend in jackson hole having seen no moose. is the plural of moose moose? anyhow, it appears to be as elusive as the mighty las vegas burro. it was a good time. rented a cabin with abby, paul, and company and attended the beautiful wedding of matt erman.

i listened to channel 9 on the headphones on the plane on the way in. this allows you to hear your pilot communicating with air traffic control. i heard him say that he had the airport in site. i sure didn’t see it. oh, yeah, its that TINY spec of runway. i guess they are unable to enlarge the airport bc it is in a national park (teton) and there are strict laws.

we were greeted at the cabin by what i initially found to be beautiful magpies (birds). i later discovered they are kinda pyscho killers. anyhow, they are really big and blue. we watched one of them eating entrails of some sort on the deck. wow. real wildlife.

the first day we took a tram (ski lift type box on a cable) to the top of a mountain and found ourselves in the clouds. pretty cool. i guess that matt has parasailed off of the top of it. yikes.

at the rehearsal dinner cocktail hour zach found a crab claw in his local lager. a brown boy joke no doubt. we were treated by being served buffalo sliders and other delicious foods. got to know matt’s parents, who live in nashville. great people.

our transportation to the various events were our own 2 feet. unfortunately our cabin was at the top of a hill, so i got some needed exercise. we entertained ourselves on these strolls with a game called versus. if it was interesting i would explain it.

later that night zach did his best to bond with the dudes by drinking with them in the cabin’s sauna. 4 harry guys in towels. bonding. in the sauna. i heard some commotion. apparently he misjudged the distance from the bench to the floor and hit the wall. glad his face didn’t hit the coals. then he would have suffered more than a hangover. the first time drinking in over a month was a bit of a shock to his system.

the wedding itself was very sweet and the reception rocking. so much in fact, that the bass player for black sabbath was one of the guests. zach wanted to tell him that it was one of his many infamous basslines that helped him learn the bass, but never got the nerve. matt and his bride, liz, danced to the flying burrito brothers “wild horses”. then barth took over the floor with matt’s mom. quality entertainment indeed. zach had the elk for dinner.

the next morning we were greeted at the brunch with bloody mary’s and venison tarts!

on the way to white water a song that the black sabbath bass player wrote came on the radio. in another coincidence 2 michael mcdonald songs came on (he was one of the versus options in car before the songs came on). gosh. michael mcdonald. what a musical wonder.

white water was fun. and funny. the funny part being how ridiculous we all looked in wet suits. some people braved riding “the bull” meaning sitting on the front tip of the raft being pummeled by the waves. those who one-handed it got thrown into the boat. better in than out. anyhow, i survived white water.

on the way back from the trip i got my lip balm from anthropologie and clinique lipstick confiscated at the airport. the lipstick was returned after talking to the supervisor. the balm however was new and expensive and thrown away. but you never know, i could have made a bomb out of that strawberry substance to blow up a whole plane. jeez. then the band gets lifted the very next day. go figure.

all in all the trip was good. i like that jackson hole.