Another trip to the lovely Rexburg, West Yellowstone, Big Springs and for the first time ever Island Park with the Blaser family. Even though it’s a lot of driving for six people in one Denali it seems to be my favorite part.
Grandma and Grandpa Blaser. The most kind 86 year old grandma with the best skin you’ll ever meet. And for grandpa…let’s just say I gasped the first time I saw him.
Chiz’s is a place you have to experience to understand. When Husband would visit Rexburg as a child he was not invited with the grownups for dinner at Chiz’s. This year we were invited and it was monumental. Breaded fried steak fingers was on the menu with fried shrimp. I could only handle one of each. Luckily Father-In-Law was man enough to finish the rest for me.
We stayed at a cabin that great grandpa Blaser built in the 30’s. It was an adorable cabin that I hope to visit again soon. This game came along with it.
When I say we went to West Yellowstone I usually have to clarify we go to West Yellowstone. And this playhouse is why. This year we saw Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. It’s usually college age students that make up the cast. And the cast never gets a break; first they seat everyone, then do a pre show for a half hour, then go through act I, then sell goodies during intermission including their famous fudge, then do Act II, then escorts us out, THEN they seat the crowd that is already outside waiting to come in. They do 2-3 shows a day.
Big Springs is a favorite spot too. This dude named Johnny Sachs built a cabin here with his own water wheel for electricity. Now the springs is protected from fishing and what not so the fish are gargantuan.
Johnny Sachs’ water wheel.
While admiring the big fish and baby ducklings Sister-In-Law dropped her flip flop in the water. Except it wasn’t hers…it was older Sister-In-Law’s. Above is Husband trying to retrieve it. He’s a pretty good big brother.