Day 4: Got up and headed out to Jenny Lake in the Grand Teton National Park for a day hike. Sounded easy enough. An approximately 2 mile hike around the lake, a short hike up to Inspiration Point, and then take the boat back across the lake to end. Hike started out on a laughable, flat, paved path. This quickly ended and the dirt, root and rock exposed, winding, narrow trail began. I think this trail was really only 2 miles - the way the crow flies - and about 10 miles winding around. Needless to say, it was beautiful! We saw Hidden Falls waterfall where the temperature dropped about 10 degrees. We hiked up a very narrow path to Inspiration Point - elev. 7200. All in all, it was gorgeous. Saw a deer, tons of chipmunks, and a big bull moose. Left the Park and headed back to the house to have an afternoon cocktail and be together. Decided to head into town for B, J, and I's last night in town. Having run out of money hiring the Russians to ride us in style, we called what we should have been riding in all along. The REDNECK TAXI. Not only did we all physically fit in the van...well, we just fit in. Had trouble corralling our unorganized group and even more trouble agreeing on a place to go. Chatted with "balls" the stagecoach guy and then finally settled on the Cowboy bar (where the barstools are saddles) even though B was dragging his feet about our choice and claiming he was turning in early. D was having his own party a little ahead of the rest of us. We sat down and had a great meal of hot dogs, nachos, and cheese steaks. Live music was getting ready to start. Somehow, B told the band manager that J was best friends with some country music star. So, for the next few hours, J had to talk up his relationship and how he was doing his best to get x star to come for a guest appearance at the bar. B was getting free drinks through all of this...I'm still a little fuzzy on this whole scenario. Long story short, the band got going and so did we. Out on the dance floor for the next few hours. We even got "mama" out on the floor - a Canadian woman celebrating her 60 something b-day with her daughter. Just as it was getting late, an announcement was made that there was a special guest. I thought J had pulled off whatever they had been working on all night. Needless to say, unrelated, but Trent T came out and sang a few songs. I had never heard of him, but he was really good and sang "Purple Rain" like no other! It got late, we went home.
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