Day nine. By this time we were in Grand Teton National Park, just south of Yellowstone. Didn’t get too much sleep, so I was dragging all day. First we stopped at Jackson Dam on a whim. The view was exactly what you would see on a postcard- snow-capped mountains in the distance reflected in the lake. We killed a lot of time just walking down by the lake and looking at the view. Some of us took a mile and a half hike from one of the lake overlooks to the Visitor Center, and the rest drove. Once there, we bought a few supplies and had lunch. I was dragging and really tired, but I went on another hike anyway, mostly because it was just with Mom and Dad this time. We rode a ferry across the lake and hiked a path to see Hidden Falls. We actually had to take an alternate path because the snow had blocked off the main one, although we hiked through mostly snow to get there anyways. I saw a marmot for the first time, and like other animals around the national parks he seemed to be pretty used to people. After seeing the falls we hiked around the lake back to camp, about 3 miles total I believe. After that, we drove around some and found an RV park outside of Jackson, and had a campfire with s’mores included.

Everyone seems to wake up earlier than me. Given, I do go to bed later than all of them, but anyway, waking up early every morning is good for my internal clock. I usually stay up preoccupied with something until two or four in the morning and wake up just before noon, but this is good preparation for a mission trip later this summer- which I am very excited about, by the way! But as for now, I need to get to bed so I’m not feeling dead tomorrow with whatever we do. Tomorrow as in the real tomorrow, not tomorrow as in the tomorrow of yesterday, which this post was written about, which would be today, which is likely already yesterday in your time zone. On that note, I do believe it’s possible that Captain Jack Sparrow is an ancestor of mine.