By coincdence we arrived on the opening day of the Jackson Fall Arts Festival; an evening when galleries stayed open late and welcomed all with free food and drink. The highlights were the chance to see the "second 100" best of the Art for the Parks competition, portabella mushroom polenta from the Cadillac restaurant, and a margarita fountain at a gallery whose name for that very reason I cannot recall. The best luck of all was the free campsite at Curtis Canyon in the Bridger Teton National Forest, ten miles outside town on a ridge above the National Elk Refuge. Our site had a magnificent view of the valley they call Jackson Hole and the Teton range rising beyond. The only thing missing were the elk, still to the north in their summer range in Yellowstone. The good weather held and I was able to paint with my coffee when the morning dawn was clear and warm. The painting is sold but I wanted to continue to enjoy the view myself so I made etchings: