We were fortunate to be able to go on the first breakfast wagon ride of the summer - for employees, as we were guinea pigs for a new cook to try his skills. This journey began at the Colter Bay Corrals at 7 a.m. in chilly temperatures. Some of us boarded the meal wagon, and others choose to ride on horseback. Our trip took us about 6 miles south to an area known as Willow Flats. As you can see from the photo below, the wagons are authentic, with one exception. Yes, rubber tires are used instead of the wooden wheels from yesteryear
Upon arriving at the meal site, we were given cowboy coffee before we gathered around the campfire to get warm. Mount Moran is in the background.
After warming up a bit, Paul decided to get on a saddle to try it out for size.
Our meal consisted of traditional breakfast fare including eggs, potatoes, ham, pancakes, muffins, prepared fresh for us at the meal site by the cook and his two Russian assistants. Our company hires a lot of foreign college students to work during the summer. It seemed strange to see college girls in cowboy attire and then hear them asking us if we wanted ham and potatoes, with a distinct Russian accent.
Below, Parrin, our wagon driver, is unhitching the horses after we returned to the Corrals. Parrin is the wife of the CEO of our company and handled the team of horses with ease. She narrated the wagon ride, giving us all kinds of historical information about the area of the park we traveled, part of which was the original road from Jackson to Yellowstone.
This was a terrific way to spend our 43rd wedding anniversary.
Upon arriving at the meal site, we were given cowboy coffee before we gathered around the campfire to get warm. Mount Moran is in the background.
After warming up a bit, Paul decided to get on a saddle to try it out for size.
Our meal consisted of traditional breakfast fare including eggs, potatoes, ham, pancakes, muffins, prepared fresh for us at the meal site by the cook and his two Russian assistants. Our company hires a lot of foreign college students to work during the summer. It seemed strange to see college girls in cowboy attire and then hear them asking us if we wanted ham and potatoes, with a distinct Russian accent.
Below, Parrin, our wagon driver, is unhitching the horses after we returned to the Corrals. Parrin is the wife of the CEO of our company and handled the team of horses with ease. She narrated the wagon ride, giving us all kinds of historical information about the area of the park we traveled, part of which was the original road from Jackson to Yellowstone.
This was a terrific way to spend our 43rd wedding anniversary.
Did the new cook pass the test? Glad you both had a great anniversary.
ReplyDeleteNow that sounds much better to me then riding a horse!
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