We're Smarter Than the Average Bear

In the morning, we woke up extra early (okay normal for Sam) to ensure we get a campsite for the 4^th of July. Knowing this is a big holiday, we weren’t sure we would get a site, which is why we had Britt put the pedal to the medal while driving the 40 miles back to the campgrounds. Just a few short miles away from the campsite, we saw our first bear! Lindsay almost died, while Sam and Britt immediately whipped out their cameras (yes, while Britt was driving). We even pulled over to pet the bear and feed it one of our now infamous PJ&J sandwiches. He loved it and said, “Thanks.” Oh, and you’ll never guess who it was! YOGI BEAR!!! He even asked us for our pic-a-nic basket, which, since we’re poor, we did not give to him. Sorry! We had more luck this time around, as we were able to claim a campsite for not one, but TWO nights!! Score! Let me just give you a quick image of our view for the next 2 ½ days. 

Jealous yet? After scoping out our campsite and setting up our tent, we desperately needed to do laundry. Sam and Britt had accidently left sweaty, and by sweaty we mean soaking wet, workout clothes in a plastic bag for 5 days. Oops!! For those of you who know anything about biology; damp clothes + containment + darkness + 5 days = pure disgustingness. A stench so repulsive it makes sticking your head into a sewer system smell like a dozen roses. Let’s just say, it was definitely time to do laundry. Since we had no other plans for the day, we decided to have a joyous pic-a-nic with our new best friend Yogi bear on Jackson Lake overlooking the Grand Tetons. It was absolutely breath-taking.

You know those fake looking backgrounds that you see on green screens? That’s what our life looks like right now, except it’s real life. We opted to stay at this site and soak in some of the scorching rays in order to prep ourselves for the next 4 days of no showers and no makeup. Britt’s fantasy world, Lindsay’s greatest nightmare. Sam…..just in the middle. As you may or may not have noticed, we have been on a mission to stock up on wine for quite some time. In fairness, this is a camping area, which beer and camping go hand in hand. Not so much the wine. For those that don’t drink beer, there can be problems. After what we had seen, we had pretty much given up on the idea of finding wine. In fact, for those of us that don’t drink beer, we (Sam) even resorted to Mike’s Hard Lemonade. Desperate times call for desperate measures. While on an expedition to find the pool at Jackson Lodge, we decided to stop at some stores to scope out some potential gifts for our most avid followers. In the process of doing this, you will never guess what we stumbled upon!!! Wine, wine and more wine. And by wine, we mean boxed wine, which turned out to be freakin fantastic. AND, as an added bonus, it had 1.33 times the amount of an average bottle. What more could we ask for? I mean, come on now.

Once we got back to the campsite, we downed all 25 bottles of wine. At this point, we were feeling a little tipsy and decided to write a blog. **DISCLAIMER: This blog may or may not have been written while slightly intoxicated. 

Until Next Time,

Au Revoir