Yellowstone National Park

I guess I have a fair bit of stuff to write about! 

So NYC was nice, we were able to see Chip and Brookie came to see us also, and the four of us had a nice day/evening galavanting around the city- we went on a ferry to see the statue of liberty, saw the world trade tower site, had some good food, walked around Central Park, and saw Chip's studio and his amazing artwork :) 

Connor and I went shopping with Jessy so we had some normal clothes to wear around. Oh jeans, I missed you:)

Then... I made a (rash) decision to help Brookie drive to Montana. Well, first Wyoming, then Montana. He's moving to Montana from Maine. But first, he was stopping in the Grand Tetons for a much- anticipated climb up Mt. Moran, which is over 12600 feet high, with some AMC friends (former caretakers in the White mountains). 

So, in short, so far on my side trip:

We drove 36 hours straight, between Brookie and I, to Grand Teton National Park. 
I slept by myself in a campground the first night in the park, my first night ever sleeping alone in the woods. Was too tired to be afraid of grizzlies or crazy people. (I was invited to go up to high camp on Moran with the boys, but I was afraid I didn't have warm enough clothes)
Went on a beautiful hike through Cascade Canyon- diappointing to not be hiking on the Tetons (rather just viewing them) but the weather was too bad to go up higher (snow and hail). The hike was still awesome! Saw a moose, ate some raspberries, looked up into the horrible weather at the mountain Brookie and his friends were climbing, Moran, and wondered if they were alive. 

I met back up with the boys, who unfortunately did not make it all the way to the summit. They made it to a high col at about 11,800 feet (humorously) called Drizzlepuss, named by some Germans who first summitted it (in the rain). The weather was too bad to go on safely:/ 

We left the park, and went to stay with some friends of Brookie's in Rawlins, Wyoming, near Split Rock, where I had lots and lots of fun bouldering. I got some impressive battle wounds on one leg from sliding down a rock. I love climbing! I am getting better and better at it.

Now I am in Yellowstone park, sightseeing, hiking, camping, and backpacking. Wherever the wind blows us:) We just watched Old Faithful geyser blow of, among the masses of people eating ice cream:)