From Moab we travelled North West to Salt Lake City, Utah. The only reason for coming here was to get some issues fixed on our motor home so all the time was spent rushing from one place to another. Luckily almost all of our immediate problems were resolved so we were able to push off pretty much on schedule.
Our next destination was Jackson, Wyoming, deep in the Rocky Mountains. The general area is known as Jackson Hole – and is well known for its ski resorts – which is not why we are here at this time, although there is still plenty of snow around up in the mountains. We are staying at the Kampground of America (KOA) site a few miles south of the town, which has a perfect location next to the Snake River, which is very turbulent this time of year from the snow melt. Unfortunately the site itself is pretty scabby- from the pitches themselves to the poor washrooms – never mind we’re only here for a few days!!!
Today we decided to take it fairly easy and went into Jackson itself to look around the shops. We had visited here last year and enjoyed the town a lot – hence our return. The old part of the town has a real western feel to it, with covered wood sidewalks and western style frontage to the shops. It is based around a small town square with a garden at it’s heart, the entrance on each corner ordained with tall arches made from the horns of elk. This is an exclusive resort town with plenty of expensive shops geared to the tourist trade, which is the mainstay of the local economy. We enjoy looking through these shops although a lack of money …. and more importantly space makes us refrain from buying anything.
Whilst walking the streets we usually have to stop and talk to every owner of a dog. This is Emily’s real passion. Today we got talking to a man who had got his dog from a rescue centre just a few yards from where we standing and he said they welcomed visitors. Well that was enough encouragement for us to set-off and find the place. The Animal Adoption Center in Jackson is a wonderful place – even as we enter the shop at the front of the Center we are greeted by a very friendly long haired ginger cat called Pedro, whom we fall in love with. Luckily we are not in a position to take any pets otherwise he’d have been coming with us. Out back of the shop is the area where the dogs and cats are kept, it is a wonderful environment and the staff are warm and friendly and make us very welcome. We meet all the dogs, including Jock a Black Lab and Buster who was an interesting mix of Basset Hound and German Shepard (the physical logistics here are hard to imagine). Jack fell in love with Buster and also a fantastically gentle three legged black cat called Guy Noir. This was great fun for all of us, especially Jack and Emily who have missed having a dog around since we left on this trip. So we all went home happy!
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