Thursday, July 9, 2009
No, Moose is not my favorite breakfast...nor are the wildflowers. This is just what we saw before and after eating our wonderful breakfast at an open air picnic table at Dornan's Chuckwagon. We had eaten a great meal one evening before heading up to Yellowstone. The aromas coming from the Dutch ovens married with the forest smells made for good appetites.
Our breakfasts on this last morning of the journey consisted of sourdough pancakes, eggs, bacon, fruit, and coffee. They were served to us while we took in the massive Grand Tetons. We slurped up the last drops of our second cup of coffee and headed for one more pass at Wilson Road before heading for the airport. We drove out of the parking lot of Dornan's, turned right to enter Wilson Road a short distance down the road, and Eric saw a bull moose standing on an island right in the river at the bridge crossing. We saw another moose when we got on Wilson Road. What blessings!
Sing, O heavens; and be joyful, O earth, and break forth into singing, O mountains; for the Lord hath comforted his people, and will have mercy upon his afflicted.