We started the next day with a float trip on the Snake River that started just a few minutes outside of Jackson. The weather continued to be perfect, and the river was crystal clear and still rushing with spring snow melt from the mountains. The highlight of this trip was seeing about a dozen bald eagles flying overhead or standing in their nests along the banks of the river. We stopped for a picnic lunch on an island in the middle of the river, and ended the trip close to Jackson.
As we continued north out of the ski area, we found ourselves on Moose Road, which appropriately went to Moose, WY. There were several miles of gravel road which Hal and Barbara mostly rode. We, along with D and Patty, walked most of the way, not wanting a repeat of the accident from the first day. We grumbled quite a bit about Roger's choice of routes, and eventually made it to pavement again. We stopped for a little while when we saw some moose (mooses? meese?) just off to the side of the road. There were two or three in the brush, but only the one pictured here decided to pose for a photo.
We had dinner along the route at an outdoor barbeque north of Jackson, and finished the ride into strong headwinds as we made our way back down route 89/26 to Jackson. We pushed the speed despite the winds, trying to ride away from Roger, who unfortunately was a strong enough rider to stay with us for quite a while. He would ride along side of us on the busy road, sometimes no-handed, and generally make us uneasy. We had been riding tandems for more than 5 years, but we were on a new bike with squirelly handling, along a fairly busy road, and getting pushed around by strong winds. The others stopped at a Dairy Queen in town, but we skipped it and went straight back to the hotel.