5-12 to Alpine, Wyoming

We were dry camping at Boysen State Park, i.e. we were relying on our own water supply, which ran out Wednesday morning. After S's video doctor appointment, which seemed anticlimax after our careful planning and preparation, we filled up on water and dumped our holding tanks at the ranger station, and hit the road. The route took us across very scenic western Wyoming. When we crossed Togwatee Pass at 9600' there was deep snow on the ground everywhere but the road itself. We spotted a mother grizzly with two small cubs. Can you see the cubs in the tree? We descended to Grand Teton National Park and enjoyed seeing again that spectacular mountain range, and saw a couple of elk and a herd of about 200 bison. We

continued to the small town of Alpine, near the idaho border. We found a small but hospitable RV park to stay for two nights.

Thursday morning we had big plans for the day: get our propane tanks refilled, find a laundromat, take a short hike into the nearby National Forest, and maybe do some canoeing on the Snake River. Other than the propane, none of those things happened. No coin laundry in town. When i tried to dump our holding tanks into the sewer drain at our campsite, the trailer's blackwater (sewer) outlet was clogged. We've never had that happen before. We didn't want to risk unclogging it and dumping sewage at our campsite, so we packed up everything and took the trailer to a nearby truck stop which had a proper sewer drain. After extensive probing with a snake and backflushing, the clog suddenly released and the tank drained, leaving a god-awful mess to hose down. But i was so relieved to get the drain unclogged i didn't mind the mess or the work. So we headed back to the RV park, set up camp again, and ate a late lunch. No more activity except a nap and reading.