Skiing the Skillet

I was born and grew up in Evanston, Wyoming, which is about 180 miles south of the Jackson Hole. Some of my first memories are of family trips to the Tetons—we would make at least one trip to the area every year. I remember standing on top of Signal Mountain and my dad pointing out the mountains to me. The two that dominate the view are the Grand Teton and Mount Moran. Those were the two I could easily identify whenever we visited. Continue reading