Prune picker

Prune picker is a Depression Era term for a native Californian. It was not a complement. In the thirties when I was a boy there were times that I was the only prune picker in a group. Everyone else had been born somewhere else.

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Thursday, June 24, 2010

Tram ride and Jackson Farmers Market

I arrived in Jackson almost mid after noon. After a short visit Chad Graham, my significant other grandson, suggested a ride on the Jackson Hole Tram. Corrie and I said ok. The first thing Chad did was to put the doors on his jeep. He retrieved them from the jeep door storage area on the porch. That is pretty thoughtful huh? He did not want to see me fall out!

Chad, who is a lift mechanic for the lift and tram company, got us free rides. The rides are expensive. Each tram can carry 100 people. The lift is over 4000 feet and the elevation at the tram top is 10,450 feet. A tremendous view of the Tetons. Yes that is a bank of snow behind me. It snowed at the tram top the day before. Chad and Corrie know all the peaks by name. A big book in their library is titled PEAKS. The book has a lot of info on the Wyoming peaks.

On the way home we stopped at the Jackson Farmers Market.



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