Bus Driver Jim has been an eclectic computer programmer and photographer since the early seventies. A recent twenty year stint in the transportation industry has earned him the handle and this blog is a documentary of his life and travels.
I often let on that we live in a nice home, so I grab pictures from the Net to form that impression. Truth is, our place is a little rundown, and we’re pretty close to the airport. But, notice the 1 gigabit fiber line coming down from the Google cloud!
I’ve even put up a Do Not Disturb sign to keep the neighbors away, which is really a Trojan Horse designed to entrap bandwidth bandits.
As you enter Teton Valley from Highway 33, there’s a great lookout point before you drop into Tetonia on the north end. I shot this photo from there today and you can see the Teton River overflowing it’s banks and a ton of snow still in the mountains. You can also see the silos from my Tetonia post a couple of days ago, in the distance.
b.t.w. The Teton River is one of the top fly fishing spots in the world.
Drictor is what we call the area between Driggs and Victor. This name won’t show up on any map. I had an hour between pickups so I took some shots of this beautiful country. Pardon my thing for fences…
Also called Hippotherapy around here. This is therapy via horse. I transport developmentally challenged kids to the Teton Valley Riding Academy during the week, and they seem to love it. Here’s a couple shots I took inside the place last Friday.
I’ll add a few more shots as the summer progresses…
This is a local hiking trail east of Victor. I had a short break between pickups, on an otherwise very busy day, so I checked it out. The first shot is looking back toward Victor and the second shows the entrance to the trail head. The actual trail starts on the right, while the gated road goes down to some private property, I just liked the shot.
This area is famous for a plant called the PeyoteBud. I grabbed a couple of shots here:
I haven’t been up to the lake yet, but I think Steph and I should go this summer. Follow the trail to the right, and up to a little brown hole in the ground.
If you ever make it to this trail, be sure to chew a little PB before you make the climb.
I had another one of those hour long breaks out by the horse therapy, so I headed north, this time along Stateline Road. I had to be really careful to stay on the left side of the road, I can’t veer into Wyoming, no insurance there!
Celebrate America was an amazing event here in Teton Valley! I got to Huntsman Springs early, toured the grounds and then camped on Catherine’s deck until Steph and Sis showed up. The condo is owned by my sister Lorelle, rented by her daughter Catherine and is right up against the area used for event parking. It was fun to watch a constant stream of people arriving, filling up this huge parking lot.
Anyway, had a great time, made several trips over to the events, got some good content.
We bailed early on Beck, as a means of escaping back to our house before the place burst at it’s seams. As we hit the main highway, I was blown away. All the people who don’t care about Beck were parked along the road waiting for the best fireworks show in the state. Hundreds of cars! I’ve never seen anything like it here.
Population wise, Teton Valley is small. Just a guess, but with the music festival and this event, the number of people in town was many times our population.
Steph and I finished our evening watching the fireworks from the comfort of our front porch and then dragged our tired asses into bed.
There’s some great stuff here: accidentally happening on Glenn Beck as I was shooting cars, a couple candid videos of Beck, and some cool shots of the crowd.
SlideShow (Celebrate America)
Adding some raw videos here. I’m just going to upload them in the cameras .mov mode and let Flickr turn them into Flash. Consider them a candid, un-edited view, of the days events.
Steph and I got up early for the Balloon Races but they shut them down this morning due to wind. Probably a good thing because this blog would have fallen off the internet from too much content.
We mosied down to Victor for the parade, around 9am. This is my sixth parade here, and it was a dandy. They kept the kids out of the street while chasing candy, and the crowd maintained it’s line. Two years ago the crowd kept layering inward on both sides and the wide, two line parade route, was down to one narrow lane.
I snapped a couple of pictures (196 actually) and I thought about trimming them down, but I realized they form a nice start to finish view of the event, so they’re all here. Open the SlideShow, click full screen (lower right corner), and kick back.
I also grabbed a couple of videos. The one with the dancing girls is run by Steph’s bosses daughter, Teasha Tolbert, so I opted for video instead of photos.
…and we had killer barbeque from the Knotty Pine :-)
I make my living (as meager as it is) driving Hwy 33 across the beautiful Teton Valley. I’ve been doing this for five years and I’ve been blinded by blizzards, tossed into the other lane by wind, and forced to a stop by cattle drives.
But I’ve never seen this. Record snow up on the mountains, and a slow warming spring, is bringing the water down late this year. It’s getting worse every day and Steph had to call the county because her employers Hardwood Floor company was in danger. The Fire Department responded and sand-bagged a diversion to save the building. Kudos!
I took a few shots today, while driving between Driggs and Victor:
There are hundreds of old barns in Teton County and I’ll probably put a bunch of old barn photos up, as the blog progresses.
This barn belongs to a sweet 91 year old lady that I transport 3 times a week. I’m not sure about the history of the barn, but she is a matriarch of the valley, so I’m assuming it’s been in her family for a few generations.
As we splashed through the multiple creeks flowing over Hwy 33, she said something that I’m beginning to hear a lot lately. “I’ve never seen this happen before.” Wow, this women has spent 91 years here, and this is a new event!
As a side note, last week I was bringing a young girl to Victor for dance lessons, along with my seniors. I heard the girl talking to my little old lady, and when the girl got off the bus she said “Bye Grandma”. Turns out, she’s a great-granddaughter!