We left Yellowstone and took the Parkway down to the Tetons. I am still confused as to how the French trappers could see the Tetons and confuse them with breasts. I can and have gone long periods of time not seeing female breasts but these mountains, in all their beauty and majesty, are not even close. Maybe during Madonna's Vogue phase.
In Jackson, we stopped at the International Wildlife Museum |
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