Close my mouth

That's what I remind myself to do every time an insect hits my face when I'm riding. I swear, I think every part of my face has been smashed into by various types of insects. My eye, my mouth, my ear, eyebrows,  and, yes, even the very tip of my nose. Since my last post, I've pedaled through Wyoming including part of the Teton National Park & Yellowstone National Park, and part of central Montana. All of them plus all the other states I have been in have this same aspect about the bugs.
So what other things are happening you ask?
Well, when I was going over the Togwotee pass (9,584 ft elevation) & expecting to see the Grand Tetons soon, I saw another mountain range and thought it was them, funny. See below:

This is a bear I met outside a store going to the top of the pass.

I just figured the snow had melted off their tops, lol. You could probably imagine my surprise when I cycled around a bend and found this:

I went to a look out & took some more pics. 

After leaving that spot, I met three Irish cyclists I've met another day. I cycled with them that afternoon (which quickly turned rainy) & shared a campsite with them at the Teton National Park. 

The next day the weather improved luckily. 

That day off to Yellowstone National Park. (See next update)