Pioneer Day weekend was our last camping trip as a family for the summer. We thought we would make it back out in August, but for some reason it just didn't happen. Oh well, there's always next year.
Mom and Dad had some pretty severe tire issues. After some discussion we thought Salmon was the best closest chance for a tire repair place. Turns out Salmon was a heck of a lot farther away than we thought it was. Oh well, it was a pretty drive none the less.
The critters were abundant and easy to find as usual:
Momma was wary of us with her two little fawns.
Don't see a lot of whitetails 'round these parts.
I love the buckskin phase.
This is probably my favorite picture from the trip: A near full moon over the Bell summit.
Another great trip. . .Can't wait for next year.
Oh, on the way home the Blue Angels were performing in Idaho Falls, so we thought we'd stop and have a look. Robert thought this was the best thing ever even though he was a little scared of the noise when they flew over.