We were camped north of Jackson Hole. The morning was crisp and clear, the Tetons red from the sunrise, and bison all around our campsite. Slowly driving through the herd hearing their calls, and seeing the rank order was impressive at how this falls into place with wild life. The clear mountain peaks rising from the valley floor, and crystal clear water in the lakes and streams made my fly fishing arm itch. The mountains are my home in Colorado, but the wide open space in the Wyoming mountains calls for return visits. Wyoming northern corner reminds me of the majesty, glory, and power of an all Mighty God who loves beauty and so do I.
~ Contributed by Tom
Posted September 2, 2009