SHERIDAN, WY — Well, things certainly got wild last night in Jackson. I went to a few bars and talked with quite a few people. The night ended with me getting lost in downtown Jackson. I couldn’t find my hotel and my phone died, but I found it after 45 minutes of running around.
Friday marked the last day of my driving adventure. I traveled through Grand Tetons National Park, the Wind River Canyon and Big Horn National Forest.
It was another amazing drive through winding roads along the Wind River and high-mountain driving in the Big Horn forest. It was a glorious day for weather, too. It reached 85 degrees where I was traveling, but that temperature quickly dipped when I headed into the Big Horn Mountains. At the top of the pass, it was a crisp 55 degrees, but still very enjoyable.
Haven’t seen much wildlife on this trip. I saw a few deer and buffalo, but that was about it for animals. When I got out to take pictures of the Wind River, I swear I heard the rattles of a rattlesnake, but I couldn’t find him.
My plan for tonight is simple — don’t get lost and have some fun. My sunburn has reached its peak and I think it will start to mellow out in the next day or two.
I was telling some folks last night that I’m not sure I could ever top this trip. I’ll have to think of something for next year, though.
Salt Lake City, UT — Wednesday marked the peak in my trip.
I got up early and headed for Salt Lake City, which is as far west as I’ll go on this journey.
I stopped in Roosevelt to play nine holes of golf before making the rest of the 134-mile journey.
It was a perfect day out. No wind and temperatures that reached 70 degrees.
I stopped in Park City, which is about 20 miles east of Salt Lake City, for some lunch. Park City is a big ski resort town, but the weather was way too nice to do any skiing. I stopped at Wasatch Brewing company and had some drinks before making my way to the Blue Iguana for a Mexican lunch. The carnitas burrito is something you wouldn’t find at any Chipotle. This was the real deal Mexican food.
After lunch, I walked around the town a little bit, just seeing what was going on. After I had enough, I waddled back to my car to finish the drive to Salt Lake City.
Of course, though, I had to play more golf. I stopped at Mountain Dell Golf Course, which is 10 miles outside the downtown area and played nine more holes.
Walking that many holes in one day, especially this second course with all the hills, is something that would be difficult even if I was in shape! Still, it didn’t affect my golf game much. I’m in peak form!
After I was done, and sunburned, I finally made my way into the city. Finding my hotel was not easy in the slightest because my car’s GPS decided to flip out and send me on a wild goose chase. I knew I wasn’t anywhere close to my hotel, but once I exited off the Interstate, I couldn’t find my damn way back on and my GPS did not help me. Once I pulled over, collected my thoughts and figured that the freeway ran east-west, I headed west — parallel to it — and finally found the enter ramp.
After checking in, the day in the sun got to me, but I muscled up the strength to drive out to see the Great Salt Lake. Wow, it truly was scenic and cool to see. It’s not the biggest body of water in the United States, but with the sun shining and the mountains surrounding it — on a perfect day like Wednesday — it was awesome.
I got back to my room and wanted some simple food and to watch the NBA and NHL playoffs, so I went to Buffalo Wild Wings for a snack. If you’ve never had fireball and ginger ale — as a mixed drink — it’s something that will refresh the pallet after a long day.
All in all, Wednesday was a mother tremendous day — except for the GPS fiasco — but if you stop, take a breath and live in the moment, you can find your way.