Having clipped the corner of Idaho, by mid afternoon I had already left – arrived in Wyoming which I will not leave for some time.
Being Sunday morning, Ashton was deserted when I set off. It had the feeling of a nice working town, with few of the tourist hype of Island Park.
The welcome sign declared this place to be the largest suppliers of potato seedlings in the world – I wonder how many people know that?
People seem to have a connection with Switzerland here. Not only the houses, even the local garden centre advertised plants grown to Swiss precision. 
Teton Range to the east
Last Cowboy I saw in Idaho
Crossing the Divide & from ID to WY
I picked my way through tiny farm roads & tracks to return to the Divide route. It was already a hot, sunny day & the expanse of crops (no potatoes) against the backdrop of the snow capped Teton mountains made for a stunning sight. Even later on when in the national forest, there were always glimpses of where I was heading.
High up in pass after entering Wyoming – just below 8000ft.
Taken on the descent when ligh was at its best.
Quite proud of this Picture – it’s the shadow of my bike & me on a washboard road close to sunset (Mark B – I hope you approve?)
Rockefeller National Park, 10 miles from camp. Lots of burnt forests. Some of the blackened burnt stubs look like bears which kept me reaching for my bear spray all the way.
Campground was full but a German couple kindly shared their plot. Teton & nearby Yellowstone NP’s are heaving with tourists right now. Too many for me.
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