AJ DeRosa & Jackson Hole Vintage Adventures in the Media
Why I Took My Son on a Classic Adventure Through Yellowstone and Grand Teton National Parks
A nostalgic tour of two of the country’s greatest parks allowed me to rediscover the wonders of the great American wilderness, and to see it in a new light through my son’s eyes… Features Jackson Hole Vintage Adventures.
Jackson Hole, Wyoming Girls Weekend : Where to Stay, Eat, Play
We took a sleigh ride around the wooded property that wound around the snake river and ended at their Tipi camp where we were greeted with hot chocolate, biscottis, and the best butternut squash soup I’ve ever tasted…
Earn Your Dinner At These 10 Mountain Restaurants
You won’t feel guilty eating a second helping of dessert at these mountaintop lodges and huts from Vermont to Colorado. You’ll earn your dinner with a guided, nighttime cross-country ski or snowshoe before sitting down to a multi-course meal…
Our Snake River Float Trips
The American West has always been about mountains and rivers. It’s the geography of the cowboy and the settler, the scenery of the free spirit and the Western soul. Ansel Adams’ 1942 photo The Tetons and the Snake River captures that frontier quintessence perfectly: An S of the Snake River shining in the foreground, snowy stacked pyramids of the Tetons rising in the background. Not a human being or man-made structure in sight…
Our Vintage Wood Boats
The ice-cold river washes over our feet and ankles, providing instant relief on this baking-hot August afternoon. My friend Jen and I have come to the Snake for a sunset dinner float with A.J. DeRosa’s Wood Boat River Tours. Jen is a college friend who now resides in Manhattan. This will be her first river trip and a welcome escape from the gloomy grit of Gotham…
Top-Rated Grand Teton National Park Activity
AJ and his wooden boat tours are listed as a top pick for things to do when visiting Grand Teton National Park in Sunset magazine.
Our Jackson Hole Snowshoe Tours
The snow crunches underfoot as our party hikes through the woods, plodding like penguins over the undulating curves of the river bottom. A pack on my back and snowshoes strapped to my boots, I feel like a trapper tracking beaver in the early days of Jackson Hole…