The Tetons are nuts. There are no foothills leading up to them-there is a perfectly flat valley, some lakes, and then mountains rising up out of nowhere. Bam.
Day 1 I climbed to Amphitheater Lake, nestled at 9 thousand-some feet right below the highest peaks in the range, the Tetons themselves. Gorgeous. I met a some nice people, and one of my conversations even went like this:
-Hope College-are you from Holland? (I was wearing some Hope gear)
-Well St. Joseph, but yeah, I went to school there.
-We're from Holland and I've done some work in St. Joseph at Brown Elementary and now the high school.
These people even knew one of my professors from Hope. Small world. Anyway, here is the view of Amphitheater Lake.
If the view was not enough, I ate huckleberries all the way up, and got to see a yellow bellied marmot. The berries look pretty much like blueberries, eh? Tasty.
My second day I opted for a bit of a longer hike-just under 20 miles as opposed to the 10 of the first day. Paintbrush Canyon over the continental divide to Cascade Canyon (which is L-shaped and curves around the back of Paintbrush) and back down to where I started, at Leigh Lake.
Here is a view looking down the Paintbrush Valley.
And another from farther up, on the continental divide.
There is something about mountains that captivates me. There is nothing else so awe-inspiring that I have yet encountered. Here is a view of Cascade Valley, the one I hiked out of. I will leave you with that, as the pictures say more than any words could.