No “more corn” once we got about an hour out of Grand Island, but we began seeing ProngHorn about the time the corn dissapearred. If you ever drive across Wyoming, be sure you fill up your gas tank almost when you can. While Nebraska seemed long, Wyoming seemed even longer. It’s beautiful, but there is no-one here. It reminded me of many of the western movies I used to watch. I actually went back many times in my mind with John Wayne…looking for Indians…
On one Stop for gas I decided to take a mile or 2 detour to see if we could see anything, it was’nt ¼ mile we came up on a Pronghorn Buck walking a fence line and I found a dirt road that went beside it….we were 20 yards from this guy (See Picture).
Made it into the Teton Park and we checked into "Jackson Lake Lodge". Grabbed dinner at the restaurant, took a few pictures out back, drove up to Coultur Bay to grab a few items in the store and then Dad dropped off the kids for bed and he decided to take a personal "safari".
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