We are creatures of habit – even as we travel. That’s a good thing. As we carefully cultivated good habits and built them into our routine, we decided: why not keep it going? For many years we have taken walks after dinner. These days, if we have walked well over 10,000 steps already in the day, we might pass if there’s a good reason. Generally we grab our cameras and binoculars and head outside.
For 5 days we stayed at a cabin in Jackson Hole, WY that has been in a friend’s family for close to one hundred years. (Lucky him, lucky us!!) And, like clockwork, every evening we took our walk.
One night we left the cabin and headed down the long unpaved private road. Dusk was upon us, and only the top of the mountain peak was still bathed in sunlight.
In the dim light we saw a mountain bluebird fly over to a bird house on a fence post. By the time we got out our cameras, we captured only the bluebird’s tail feathers as it entered its home for the night.
The next day we started a little earlier in the evening, but the sky to the east was filled with ominous clouds hanging over the Snake River.
Log debris had piled up by the side of the river, and Joe had just commented that it looked like a beaver’s lodge. That was the moment we spied the beaver, just a few feet up the riverbank. We watched the beaver eating some short plants, and then, startled, it took a long look at us, and slid into the water, disappearing from sight.
To our west the sunlight illuminated the Teton Mountains in the distance. To the east, the clouds became even darker and a few minutes later it started to rain.
We walked back to our cabin as fast as we could. Time for one more photo of the cabin before the walk was over.
Well, you can see how easy it was for us to keep up our walk every evening while we were at the cabin. We saw animals (elk, marmot, and coyote), lots of birds (including white pelicans and green-tailed towhees) and wondered about all matter of things we saw on the ranch. Our walks have always been more than just exercise for us. We take time to talk, observe nature, take photographs. As far as our evening walks go, the strolls in Jackson Hole set a new high standard for excellence.