My wife and I are traveling through Yellowstone and Grand Tetons National Parks. The trip has been amazing. For us it is an American version of our last two international trips; South African safari and Iceland tour. South African safari for all the we've seen and Iceland for the geysers and mud pits we've seen. The thing that sets this trip apart for me is the riding I've been able to do. Much thanks for STR member Pato for letting me borrow his rack for the trip. For without the rack I wouldn't have my bike with me. I managed to get out yesterday for a quick hour ride where I got in 20 miles though the Geyser Basin near Old Faithful. The obligatory handlebar photo in Big Sky Country Me next to a hot spring. I wore extra visibility gear because I heard the roads were not friendly to bikers; turns out they were more than fine. Bison everywhere! Pic next to Old Faithful Today I got in a nice 60ish mile ride from Old Faithful Inn where we were staying to Coulter Bay in Grand Tetons. I departed from the Inn about 5:15 AM just before sunrise. The temps were rather cool but I knew the ride started climbing from the beginning. I foolishly decided to leave behind a few choice clothing items as it was warm the day before - big mistake. Leaving behind my thin beanie, wind-proof over gloves, and knee warmes was foolish. The ride started out with a nice climb to the first of three Continental Divide crossings. The climb was cold but manageable. There were no cars and the area was nearly silent. Towards the top of the first pass I started to realize just how cold I was and how much I was regretting not wearing all the clothing I brought. I crossed the Continental Divide two more times. By the third crossing I was near hypothermia. Full body shakes, blue fingers so numb my fingers slipped off the bifters trying to shift. I sought refuge in the direct sunlight with my fingers in my arm pits trying to regain feeling. After the frozen Lewis Lake things finally started to get better as I descended in elevation. By the time I arrived at the Yellowstone / Grand Tetons border I was starting to feel less pop sickle like. Much of the ride had snow on both sides of the road. Spring is still trying to make its way into the area. Leaving Yellowstone Entering Grand Tetons Less than .25 miles inside Grand Tetons I heard a noise off to my right just off the road. I look over to see a big Moose running along side me about 20 yards away. Needless to say it scared the crap out of me. Those things are huge. I darted over into the other lane and came to a stop. Shortly thereafter the Moose stopped too. We looked at each other as I contemplated the wisdom of trying to take a photo rather than preparing to high tail it the direction from whence I came. In the end the Moose became boarded of me and scampered off into the woods and I continued on my marry way. All in all an exciting, memorable moment. Amazing views of the Tetons Jackson turns out is a really cool town once you get off the main kitschy main square. I hit up Fitzgerald's bike shop and Snake River Brewing next door to drink some beer and watch the ToC. The cask stout on tap was KILLER! Jackson is a great blend of small town, stunning beauty, all year outdoor playground (skiing, mountaineering road biking, and mountain biking), and perfect dose of hippy.