No. It wasn’t a cattle drive, nor a stake in a gold claim that caused us to trade a Mid-century modern glass and concrete home in Fairfield County, CT for a log cabin in the Tetons.
My wife, Ann, and I met many years ago in NYC. Our first place together had been a parlor floor apartment of an old brownstone in the Prospect Park section of Brooklyn. Ann, putting her years of fashion design experience to work, started a children’s wear clothing company. She often toted our baby daughter off with her for subway rides to visit factories on the upper west side of Manhattan or to attend trade shows at the Javits Convention Center, while I headed off to my job at the World Trade Center. With a second child on the way, we decided to look for greener pastures – or at least a green lawn. So our next move was to Fairfield County, Connecticut. We enjoyed many years in the small town of Wilton, CT. What a fabulous place to live and raise a family. It was ideal.
Close friends of ours from the east coast often invited us to spend time at their vacation home in Victor, Idaho. Victor is quiet little town just over the Teton Pass and about 20 miles from Jackson WY. I fell in love with the place immediately. It is a beautiful community nestled in a magnificent setting. It offers easy access to just about every imaginable activity, yet is separated from the frenzy of Jackson.
During one such visit, it became apparent that a property in the area might soon come on the market. Miraculously at a price that we might even be able to afford. The building, a log home built in the 80’s, was a bit dilapidated. But it was situated on the ridge of a hillside overlooking the Teton Valley with fabulous views in all directions. I was sold.
The house could be fixed, and the views, well they were fine just the way they were. I think I became singularly focused on making this purchase happen, probably much to the dismay of our broker. Patiently withstanding the onslaught of my persistent, (no let me be honest) make that, my nagging, requests for updates. Well I guess the “squeaky wheel does get the grease” as the saying goes. Managing not to offend everyone involved in the process, and we ended up buying the property.
At the time we rationalized the decision about the Tetons much the same as with Italy. That being that it did not actually fit our plans for that moment, but it just felt absolutely right. Our full time move from Ct to Victor actually came together faster than what we could have imagined. And within 2 to 3 years we had pulled it off.