The Farmers Market in Jackson, Wyoming, Our Star Valley Pickleball Tournament, and A Day Fly Fishing on the Greys River

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The last ten days have been busy. We finally got a slight amount of smoke from the fires to the west but no alerts for air quality have been issued so we continue our normal activities. Last week we drove to Jackson, Wyoming for the first farmers market, spent two days watching the pickleball tournament, and finally took a drive up the Grays Rive Road for some fly fishing.

Our friends Fred and Becky invited us to join them for a day in Jackson, We arrived early enough, to get spaces to park in the large lots just north of the town square. Our first stop was at the Bunnery, which is famous for its sticky buns. All of their selections were good, but the cinnamon rolls lacked enough cinnamon and were pretty bland.

From there we walked to the Farmers Market where we strolled past the many vendors, deciding on what we wanted before making our purchases. I had to try the lengua tacos, (tongue), and they did not disappoint. We also purchased several jars of huckleberry jam and pineapple jam. They should go great with crepes! Our friends had never been to Café Genevieve and so we went there for lunch. It is our favorite place to eat in Jackson and we all loved our meals. The café was saved from destruction after a developer wanted to buy it and build another motel. Thank goodness donors raised the millions required to buy the café other stores and the land, ensuring that their flavors would not disappear. We also stopped at Mangelsen Gallery. If you only enter one shop in town, be sure to go there as you will marvel at his magnificent wildlife images. People often tell me that I should sell some of my pictures. They simply pale in comparison with his work.

Several days later the Star Valley Pickelball Tournament started, and we spent two days there enjoying the high caliber of competition. Renita and I play but to see the skill levels top players compete at, was an eye opener. We play for fun and to meet people, (and get exercise). The tournament was well organized and was well run. The players did well in the intense afternoon heat!

A few days later we finally drove up the Grays River road for a day of fly fishing. We had avoided the road due to its poor condition, (and we only drive up it with our for wheel drive truck). The first twelve miles is almost entirely covered with washboards, and is a dusty mess. Still. we did catch fish, all Fine Spotted Snake River Cutthroat trout.

Renita had a huge fish jump out of the water and try to take her fly on the way down. Talk about a fish story. She did manage to have several on including the small one pictured.

All of the fish here are wild and have never seen a hatchery. We practice catch and release of all of the cuts. I

t was a good day and we ended up landing seven of the beautiful wild trout. Returning home, it took two days to recover from the rough ride.

Now we are resting and making new cabochons for next year’s shows. We use them to construct new jewelry during our winter stay in Texas. Clear skies