Okay, now where did I end? I can’t remember as I pre-write this for cutting and pasting as it costs US$14.99 + taxes in The Mirage for 24 hours of Internet access, and I’m not going to pay for Internet.
I’m guessing I stopped my writing at Jackson, Wyoming, one of those touristy places.
Did I tell you about my dinner at Sweetwater Restaurant in Jackson? We managed to finally try a Bison steak, which has been unavailable when we attempted to order it at other restaurants. I find bison meat smoother and less tough than beef. I enjoyed the bison steak very much.
Also, my meal came with a chilled pear soup. Now, I have always avoided chilled soup because of the terrible chilled soup I had once in Singapore. I forget what and where. But it being a cream pear, I was interested to try it instead of the chicken soup with rice. When I committed and ordered it, I said a silent prayer that I would not regret it. And I did not. It had a nice balance of cream, pear and cinnamon. Lovely. My mother’s flank steak wasn’t that great, but was perfectly cooked.
I also had an additional elk sausage which is actually only available as a entree of a trio of sausages. They were accommodating enough to give me one sausage for only $3.50. The trio cost $18.95 on the menu. The elk sausage had apple in it and was a little gamey.
I’m sorry there is no, or few pictures of food as we usually only get to eat at 9pm and I’m famished, I forget to take photos.
From Jackson, we headed down via Montepelier (where Butch Cassidy robbed the Wells Fargo), Afton (where we stopped in town and drank from a free flowing water fountain in town and discovered that the source of the water was from the world’s largest cold water geyser and the only cold water geyser in America that provides for all of Afton’s drinking water), Paris, Idaho (free tour of a Mormon Tabernacle), Garden City at Bear Lake, and lodged at Ogden for the night.
Finding out about Afton’s intermittent spring made us curious and we went off-road for 5 miles off our route in search for it and a 3/4 hike up to the source. The drive is lovely and the sound of Swift Creek accompanies you on your drive as you weave around potholds and hope that there’s no oncoming traffic around the bend and you have to drive into the weeds to let the other car pass. Indeed, we saw no one coming in the opposite direction that when we finally arrived at the end of the road, we were surprised to discover another 5 cars already parked there.
We huffed and puffed up to the spring, were pleased with the sights and sounds and ended up picnicking at the base when we returned, and lunched next to the swirling sounds of Swift Creek.
Going up:
Looking down from whence we came:
The source of Afton’s sweet sweet tasting water:
In Paris, we heard about the Mormons built the church and didn’t spare any expense, but how Mormons still live simply. The Tabernacle is made of sandstone and white pine, both lousy materials in construction. However, the walls are 18 inches thick, and the craftsmen of the day managed to make white pine look like more expensive materials like teak and mahogany. Like the main Tabernacle in Salt Lake City, it is built for excellent acoustics in mind: You can hear a pin drop throughout the building.
And now, here are my pictures at Garden City, Bear Lake.
My face is full of zits and lips cracked despite all my attempts at putting on lip balm, but I think you have the food review right in the picture. That thing sticking out of the cup is a spoon. No way you can suck up the raspberrry milkshake.
I also had to order the hand cut fries.
