Hello from the great city of Pinedale, one of the cities of favorite paths of the CDT to the hikers! Beanie Baby and I just finished another game of alternatives, including the fabulous Teton Crest Trail and the impressive thicknesses. We run out when we get to Pinedale and definitely need the rest here. Open the belt of many photos in this blog post, I couldn’t help it!
We entered the Tetons from Flagg Ranch through a large burning zone, which was not very fun to walk on a hot afternoon. We became a little vortex for the pleasures of the field such as hot chocolate, cookies and frozen coffee in the morning. But we were very excited to enter such a spectacular mountain range. We had both walked in the Tetons, but we never backpack, it is such a different way of experiencing an area.
We stayed at Jackass Pass our first night of the Tetons, where Cowboy camped for the first time at the CDT! We were not so afraid of bears with a large group of our friends: Radio, Woods, Sprinkles, Losty, Fruitfly and Lemon. The next morning, above our oatmeal, we enjoy some dehydrated berries that were a surprise of my parents’ backyard.
Our second day on Teton’s crest proved to be the most difficult so far throughout the CDT. We upload a route up and more than several passes, instead of climbing Webb Canyon, which seems to be the most popular option (perhaps for a reason).
This second day really tested us on multiple fronts: we had an unexpected route and the surface of slippery trails, the farms, generally poorly maintained, heat and sun, evil flies and super stepped passes. All this was more than 7,000 feet of elevation gain and approximately 25 miles! What a monster day. We have also been fighting with Gaia, which seems to have been underestimating distances, which makes it difficult to establish our expectations for the day correctly.
However, we reach some beautiful lakes, and we arrive at the camp in the dark. Although it is still beautiful, the landscape until now had not coincided with the crazy effort we had put in this section of the path, especially compared to how much Teton’s crest is promoted. We really expected better conditions in the next few days.
The Teton Crest Trail improved dramatically once we find the busiest route that people take from Webb Canyon. The following days, walking with forests and radio, were so explosions!
Everyone had been talking about the fight around Littles Peak and even Lake Solitude (which we listen to some locals calling Lake Lake Crowd, since it is very popular!). It sounds terrifying and dangerous, and we listen to many warnings to choose the right route and not hard. We entered cautiously optimistic, but super excited by the fight! Beanie Baby in particular was fueled because she loves road findings and out -of -way missions.
We were lucky to have a beautiful, fresh day, mostly clear for the notorious fight.
The views of all the way were amazing! It is one thing to admire the tetones from a distance in the Valley below, and another thing completely be in them. We really enjoy the radio and woods company, since the four of us joined during the fight.
It turns out that the fight was much less incomplete than other hikers made it (at least in our opinion, everyone’s experience is different). It was very fun to have this challenge that really changed the hiking routine: slower mileage, slower rhythm, class 4.
The rest of the day after the fight was super crossed. This seemed to be where most of the non -thruhikers walked the TCT (only the section south of the fight, not to the north), and therefore had impeccably kept path. This, combined with magical opinions, made us very happy. He was wild, however, seeing so many hikers after seeing practically anyone in recent days!
The end of the day took us on the wonderful hurricane pass and to Lake Sunset. We have some rains entering and leaving, but the clouds made a beautiful sunset.
The rest of Teton Crest Trail moved quickly, through the Alaska basin, through the shelf of the canyon and the passage of Phillips. We spent our last night before Jackson acamara at the beginning of the path to get hooked to the city early in the morning, since the accommodation there is super expensive.
The last miles to Jackson were full of bright pink Fireweed, sometimes as high as us. We were also so delighted to see our first black bear on the path, which the radio pointed to a tree!
In Jackson, we absolutely delight. It was our anniversary, so we decided to go out and celebrate with a lot of delicious food. These photos cover most of what we ate that day, but not even everything! We loved the fresh Bars of the Bars of Pearl Street, the tasty dog burrito, donuts of roasts of Snake River, milkshakes and root beer of the drug of Jackson and Pizza of Fire Hand Fire.
We were also very lucky to be in the city during the farmers market! We have local fresh peaches, bread and cheese. An unexpected climax was the color of water with the organization of local art: we really missed being creative in this way, and felt incredible to paint a little (even if we were the only adults in a multitude of artists of preschool age).
We could also see some friends from the university, and we finished the night with an electric performance of live music and dancing in the must (Hot Take: much better than the million dollar cowboy bar). The whole crowd was moving to the songs of the old school.
After camping that night near the path of Cache Creek, we were in Gargos Ventres! We had a lot of climbing in front of us.
Maybe it’s because the thicknesses are interspersed between two legendary mountain chains (tetones and winds), but these mountains do not get enough credit! The landscape surprised us, from cliffs from another world to beautiful meadows and streams. We took an accidental detour to Lake Turquoise, which also turned out to be beautiful.
We even obtained a couple of final views of the tetons of some passes in the thicknesses.

One of the highlights of Gros Ventres was the Falls Hot Springs Granite! Located downstream of the paid hot springs, this free is next to a large (cold) waterfall and is located just under a hot waterfall. Previous visitors have created a rock barrier to keep in the hot water, which was an ideal soaking temperature. We were delighted to hit him early in the morning when he was still cool and the sun had not yet come out completely. The water was clear and the pool was the perfect size for the two to extend us.
Our calm street schedule delayed us a bit, and we still had a long day ahead. In the middle of a long and steep climb, we find some of our friends! Fruitfly, Lemon and Sprinkles had planned a great route that would remove them from the road through some interesting landscapes of Cross country, and spontaneously we decided to join them.
We all attacked the landscape that we surround ourselves while we climb up in the Mountains Gros Ventre.
Once we left the road, things became even more interesting. Some of the cross -country trips were quite calm, and part of that was hard. We saw a rock slide on the side of the Doubletop mountain that we would have to cross, and it seemed scary. In the end it turned out that it looked worse than it really was, but it was a challenge anyway. It really tested our micro-non-seventation capacity and keep calm under pressure.
Beanie Baby and I reached an impressive name without a name just before sunset, proud of ourselves and super tired of our challenging day. I went down to fill the water in the lake, and it turned out to have the same red creatures similar to the shrimp in the water as one of the similar aspects in the scapegoat desert in Montana. What a silly surprise. Thank God for the filters! However, it was a beautiful camp. It is always a pleasure camping somewhere out of the ordinary like this.
We started our last day in the thicknesses early, ready to work when the sun began to increase. We were eager to get to Pinedale and see my mother for a double zero well won!
It would be a while before we returned to a path. We continue on the route finding on a pass already through the Tosi Creek basin. It was beautiful!
While we were traveling through Karst rock formations, we noticed what they seem to be fossils in the rocks. They were everywhere! I really marveled at what was not hidden under our feet.
After exploring a very great area, the final stretch of this section was a little work. We underestimate the distance at the beginning of the path, and we had a long, hot and super sunny afternoon on a badly kept towards the 352 highway. It was a relief to see my mother at the beginning of the path, and we were delighted to reach Pinedale and finally relax!
