Saturday, July 22, 2017

Yellowstone and the Tetons, 2017 Trip



For our 2017 vacation Jean and I decided to head to Wyoming to visit Yellowstone and the Tetons. We centered the trip around getting a backcountry permit for Heart Lake, which had eluded us on our two previous Yellowstone visits. One year all the permits were taken, and the other year the backcountry site was closed due to bear activity. In both cases we ended up camping at fine sites on the shore of Shoshone Lake, but we really wanted Heart Lake. It was a reasonable distance for a backpack (`8 miles), had lakeside camping, sits below Mt. Sheridan in easy reach for a day hike, and abuts an active geyser basin.

We’d also only touched Grand Teton NP on previous visits, this time we wanted more time there.

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Our flight to Jackson was a bit of an ordeal. We were four hours late leaving Knoxville, and barely made a late standby flight out of Chicago. We missed an earlier standby flight by just a pair of seats with a group getting on the plane just as the original seat holders approached the gate. We were In Jackson by 9:30PM and stayed at the Golden Eagle.

The Tetons from Cunningham Cabin

7-23-17 Tetons, Phelps Lake Loop, 7.2 miles

This hike was in the new-to-us Laurence Rockefeller Preserve and circles its namesake lake. After rushing about all the previous day, it was nice to settle down to beautiful walk to the beach at the head of the lake. Coincidentally, we met part of the group of 5 from the Chicago airport (one of whom much reminded us of a running acquaintance) , and we also talked several times with a group of three concession employees hiking on their day off. They were hiking counterclockwise to us, at almost exactly the same pace, on both the entry and main loops, so we got a couple of chances to talk with them, then saw them again at the Moose visitors center after the hike. 

Beach at Phelps Lake.

After the hike it was into Jackson for supplies,  then to Liberty Burgers for dinner, with another night at the Golden Eagle. 

Wildflowers at Phelps Lake.

7-24-17, Tetons, Tram hike to Teton Village via Granite Canyon, 13.2 miles

This hike had also long been on our list, but the tram had been under repair the summer of our last visit. We saw a small herd of elk on the drive in. We got an early tram ride using a prepaid ticket and started in fleece and long pants. The ride up was worth every penny, just for the views of the Tetons and Gros Ventre ranges. I’d ridden the tram in winter competing in the Pole, Pedal, and Paddle, but the scenery was just as awesome in summer. The start of the hike was confusing, with lots of signs for the ski trails, but few for the hiking trails. 

Top of the Tram.

It took a bit to find our way out of the ski area and into hiking trails, but soon we were  traversing a few snowbanks as we started our long descent. But the late spring meant the flowers were in full bloom. The upper part of the Middle Fork cut off was a continuous meadow of flowers. By Granite Canyon we were tiring, and weaving in and out of the trees didn’t give us quite enough shade. But once in the canyon Jean picked up the pace, she wanted to do another tram ride and have some time to enjoy the summit station. 

The Grand Teton from the tram.

We had enough time to make a late tram and spend about 20 minutes on top. On the descent I got a bit lightheaded (probably from too much sun) and had to sit on the floor for most of the ride down. We hit Subway in Jackson for dinner, and then went back to our room at the Golden Eagle. 

Middle Fork meadow.

7-25/26-17, Tetons, Bearpaw Lake Backpack, 4.8 miles each way

The previous day we’d gotten to the Moose VC at 7:30 for an 8AM opening which put us #6 in line. Our target was the Bearpaw Lake 17B site, which we able to get. It was to be a short hike on a level trail, so we took a walk in town first for a picture by the elk antler arches around the Jackson Square. Then we stopped off at Cunningham Cabin for the 0.8 mile walk to an old “dogtrot” cabin. Next we visited the Colter Bay VC, which had a great collection of native artwork. We had lunch at Colter Bay as a light rain settled in that would extend into the first hour of the backpack. We also visited Jackson Lake Lodge for its view of Mt Moran through their giant picture window.

Cunningham Cabin Trailhead.

There are few things worse that starting a backpack trip in the rain. But in this case we had watched the radar carefully over lunch and knew it would soon clear.

Heading for Bearpaw Lake.

Our route followed the east shores of String, then Leigh lakes. String was crowded despite the drizzle, and Leigh was fantastic with near continuous views of the Teton Crest, and had some of the nicest lakeshore campsites I’ve ever seen. 
View across Leigh Lake.

The Bearpaw campsite was in a grove of pines near the outlet. It was still cloudy when we arrived, but cleared to reveal views of Mt Moran towering above us. We had a nice evening visit from a ranger/volunteer, who may have been the same person we would see here in 2020. 

Campsite 17B at Bearpaw Lake.

The next day we hiked out the same way, plus a short side trip to the ranger cabin before heading out to Yellowstone.

Patrol cabin at Bearpaw Lake.

 
Another view across Leigh Lake.

7-26-17, Yellowstone Monument Geysers and Ice Lake BP, 2.6 and 1.3 miles

We stopped at the South Entry Ranger Station in Yellowstone for a backpacking permit for that night. Our 2008 favorite site at OG1 was taken, so we selected site 4D2 at Ice Lake. We next went to Monument to avoid the crowd and hopefully sit out some of the rain. A short steep climb leads to a field of mostly extinct geysers, with some small steam vents. It was nice to have another private geyser hike. 

Monument geyser basin.

Next was Ice Lake for our mini backpack. We were expecting lots of bugs, but the site was lakeside, and caught enough breeze long enough for us to do all our camp chores. After dinner we got backup beeper noise from loop road repair, but that got drowned out when another rainstorm arrived.

View from Monument.

 
Campsite at Ice Lake.

7-27-17 Yellowstone, Hellroaring, 8 miles

We hiked out from Ice Lake and headed over to Hellroaring for our planned day hike. Jean picked this hike from the guidebook, it was drier, lower, and in a new part of the park for us. The trail dropped quickly to a huge footbridge 200’ over the Yellowstone River. 

Hellroaring Bridge.

The next bridge over Hellroaring Creek was smaller, but still huge for a hiker bridge. There we turned north and walked up the creek just far enough to convince ourselves we had hiked into Montana. This was a pretty walk with lots of hikers, but we were tired from the heat and the climbing by the end.

We stopped at Canyon on the drive back for ice cream, and then went to the overlook above Upper Yellowstone Falls, an area that had been closed on our last visit.

For the night we had booked a Frontier Cabin at Lake Hotel, which we really liked, and ate dinner at their cafeteria. 

Our cabin at Lake Yellowstone.

7-28-17, Yellowstone, Avalanche Peak, 4.8 mi. RT

This would be a rest day for Jean, so I got up early and drove solo to the Avalanche Peak Trailhead. The lower part of the trail is very steep and looks like an old user trail, rather than an official NPS trail. There was just a bit of less steep walking before emerging into the base of a meadow. The rest of the hike was above tree line, first traversing west, then going up the spine to the summit. Once above tree line the views of Yellowstone Lake are fantastic. There were two highpoints with the second looking the highest. The peaks of the Absoroka Range on either side were impressive. These mountains are almost overlooked in Yellowstone’s bounty of attractions, how many other parks could hide so much of a great mountain range? 

Summit ridge of Avalanche Peak.

I found Jean at Lake Hotel writing postcards and ready for a walk. We drove out to Storm Point on Yellowstone Lake and walked the interpretive loop, then strolled out on the Pelican Valley Trail just long enough to see a lone bison.

We had another night at our Lake cabin and dinner at the cafeteria in the lodge. Later a light rain began, and soon turned heavy enough to expose leaks in the lodge roof. It didn’t look like it would let up soon, so Jean and I borrowed some trash bags for covering and ran back to our cabin, still getting soaked.

Yellowstone Lake.

7-39/31-17, Yellowstone, Heart Lake Backpack, 8 miles

After two previous Yellowstone trips without our getting to Heart Lake, we hoped it would live up to our expectations. We knew the start was not the highlight, we’d have several miles of walking through forest burned in the 1988 fires. We made good time on that section, mostly because the mosquitos were thick, and we could barely out walk them. Once at Prospector’s Pass we got views of the lake and the geyser basin above it. We could smell the fumeroles before we got to them. After a sharp descent, we went through part of the basin past active steam vents and one beautiful pool. 

Starting the hike to Heart Lake.

Below the basin we got a light rain, and I ended up making a needless 20 minute trip back up the trail thinking that I’d lost our bear spray when we had put on our rain gear.  A two building ranger station marked the start of the trails around the lake. We were in the first site 8H6 (aka Rustic), just after the trail crossed the outlet of the lower end of the basin, and right near the lake shore, so that we could get a bug dispersing breeze. A small tent site and cook area are tucked into a grove of pines. Jean was initially disappointed in it as the tent spot was a bit sloped and not too smooth. We had some lunch and set up the tent, before the skies cleared and we could hit our beach for some bird watching. We did get trapped in the tent for a brief afternoon storm, but things calmed down in time for dinner. Afterwards we could see part of the basin steaming and what we thought were intermittent eruptions of Rustic Geyser, the only active geyser in the basin. 

Mt Sheridan from Heart Lake.

We saw a few other groups passing through including a dad and two tired looking daughters. Their campsite was too far away, (probably only another mile), so he was going back to the ranger station (unoccupied) to chew out the ranger, then drag his girls all the way back to the trailhead (8 miles away). The guy was packing a gun, and clearly way out of his element.

7-30-17, Yellowstone, Mt Sheridan, 10,299’, 8 miles

Part of the lure of Heart Lake is that it sets up a great “middle day” trip to the tower on top of Mt Sheridan. We were on the trail early and it was cool walking through the lower meadow. There were a ton of well-graded switchbacks, then a long ridge traverse, but one of the advantages of doing this hike late in our trip is that we were in shape and somewhat acclimatized. We took 2:40 to get to the top, not bad for 3.9 miles and 3,000’ of climbing. 

Jean at Mt Sheridan Tower.

The views were all we could imagine. The Tetons lay to the south, the Absarokas to the east with Heart Lake directly below. We got the literal bird’s eye view of the Rustic Geyser Basin where we could see Rustic Geyser and some of the surrounding pools and vents. We realized that there was an easy way to walk out for a close up view from our campsite, now that we knew the layout. We spent a full hour on top and took two hours to make the descent. 

Heart Lake from Mt Sheridan.

Back in camp we took a nap for an hour. Our trusty Sierra Designs Meteor Light was starting to show its age with a few leaks and lots of taping coming loose. This would be its last long trip. After my nap I headed to the beach for a quick dip in the cold shallow water. Then I walked through the trees on the south side of the geyser basin and popped out near a large pool that we’d seen from Sheridan. There was a geyser in constant bubble. I moved to the west end to traverse to Rustic, lying next to Columbia Pool. I didn’t have to wait long for an eruption of 5-6 pulses over about 30 seconds with a maximum height of about 15’. But it looked like another thunderstorm was brewing up, so I headed back to camp. Once I got back, the storm looked likely to miss us, so I took a return trip with Jean who took better pictures and got some video. 8H6 was starting to redeem itself; lakeside camping, few bugs, great summit hike, swimming beach, and our own personal geyser, what more could one want? 

Eruption of Rustic Geyser.

Rustic was once one of the park’s better known geysers with eruption up to 40’ high but it fell dormant in the mid 1980’s most likely most likely due to vandals dropping debris into the pools. However, the geyser’s regular eruptions began again in the mid 1990’s.

7-31-17, Yellowstone, Heart Lake Hike Out, 8 miles

It’s a long uphill hike out from Heart, Lake, but well worth it for the wonderful two days we spent there. I only wish I’d brought better info on the upper part of the geyser basin as we walked through it. We saw lots of hikers on the way out and even managed to give away the rest of our Coleman fuel to another party in the TH.

Hiking out from Heart Lake.

We had some time to kill before checking into our room at the Old Faithful Inn, so we stopped at the West Thumb Geyser Basin for lunch at their packed picnic area. We saw three elk nearby. We walked the1.4 mile outer loop of the interpretive trail with beautiful pools including Black and Abyss, and the famous shoreline cones. 

The beach at Heart Lake.

Old Faithful Inn is perhaps our favorite vacation stop. We usually visit right after a backpack trip, so the small lodge rooms with shared baths are fine for us. Actually, anything with a roof?, we’ll take it! The room wasn’t ready when we arrived, so we got some ice cream and then watched the park movie in the VC. Checking into our room we were told it was a “dormer”, which didn’t mean much to me, but the room opened off of the main, central room. The huge surprise was when we opened the door. We had told our friends from Phelps Lake that we would be at the Inn later that week, and they had gone way out of their way to make us welcome. Our dormer stuck out of the main structure above the patio, with a window looking directly out to Old Faithful! We opened the windows, pulled up the chairs, and a few minutes later we saw our first eruption without leaving the room. Three nights in a row with a personal geyser, can life get any better?

We ate dinner in the cafeteria, which also has a great view of the geyser. We stayed after dinner to watch another eruption (the park keeps up a bulletin board of expected eruption time for Old Faithful and a handful of other predictable geysers). Back at the room there was a quick knock on the door and a gift fleece Yellowstone blanket from Lauren at Phelps Lake was delivered. What a nice surprise. We caught the 9PM eruption out our window before going to sleep.

Heart Lake and West Thumb, 9.4 miles 

Old Faithful erupting outside our room.

8-1-17, Mystic Falls and Observation Point, ~6.4 miles

We started the day with a 6:20 view out of our window of Old Faithful erupting. Our next goal was to try and find the new trail above Grand Prismatic Spring that other hikers had told us about. But we could not find the trailhead, so we headed to Biscuit Basin TH for the hike to Mystic Falls. So close to Old Faithful, this area was already crowded by 7:30 AM. Mystic proved spectacular, early in the approach hike you can see the lower falls, and once around a bend the entire 70’ high falls is exposed pouring off a volcanic plateau. It reminded us a bit of Fairy Falls, also in Yellowstone. We hiked past the falls up to a rim top overlook that stretched across the main geyser basins all the way to Old Faithful. This was such an awesome walk, we immediately started to scheme on how to include it in an overnight hike. 

Mystic Falls.

Back in the Inn we found Tim our friend from Phelps Lake and exchanged contact info with him. We walked up to Observation Point and saw Solitary Geyser erupt with a small burp of water, while a larger (Castle?) geyser also erupted out in the main basin. Lunch again was in the cafeteria (for the view more than the food). We then hit the VC for some details on the geology displays before heading back to the Golden Eagle in Jackson to get ready for our flight out the next day. 

The Old Faithful Inn.

Sunday, May 21, 2017

No Business Running Camp, BSF, 5-21 & 22, 2017

Brian Gajus organized this running camp to help prepare runners for the first edition of his No Business 100-mile trail race (nobusiness100.com) that was coming up in October in the Big South Fork. The format was a Saturday trail run, then dinner, lodging, and breakfast at Charit Creek Lodge in the park, followed by another trail run on Sunday. Stephanie drove up with Ron and I, and local runners Tim, Doug, and Alondra participated. There were 21 runners total, not including Brian who had a stomach bug that weekend.

Campers at Charit Creek Lodge (Photo from Brian).

On Saturday we started at the Fork Ridge Trailhead above Charit and ran a west side loop out to Twin Arches, Jakes Place, Middle Creek Loop, and back via Laurel Creek to Blackhorse Branch, to return to the trailhead and then hike down to Charit. My role was to sweep with the slower group of runners. There were lots of dropouts, especially at the water station on Fork Ridge Road where people could easily short cut back on the road. But the running was great and so was the scenery. It was cool along Laurel Creek and the water felt good on my feet as we made many crossings.

My back of the pack runners needed the training camp. A couple of them weren’t in good shape, and some others just needed more trail running experience. Although the weather was tolerable for us locals, it was still a long, hot, and humid day. My group had a pair of runners who only planned on running on Saturday, and another runner who had gotten a Western States 100 invite after captaining an aid station there.

I could see that horses were still using the Foot Travel Only section of Laurel Creek Trail to make a loop between a pair of non-system horse trails. The rest of Laurel Creek was slow going on lesser used trail.

Charit Creek Lodge had made several upgrades since my last visit. Thank God that included a shower and sheets and blankets on the beds. Dinner was excellent, but I took no notes on the menu beyond my two beers. The tired group got swept inside by a rainstorm that rolled in at dusk. We were lodged in one of the large bunkbed cabins.

Our route on Sunday was on the east side. We ran Station Camp Creek to the Muir Trail, to the Alfred Smith Grave, to Duncan Hollow and presumably on Jacks Ridge and Blackhouse Branch back to the Lodge. Saturday’s run had obviously taken a toll, and Sunday was still hot and more humid. We only had nine starters, though many had only signed up for one day. Three runners turned back where Station Camp Creek Trail reached the river. On contrast to my 2016 scouting run with Brian (BSF Scout), Station Camp was now badly trashed by horse groups. But the foot travel only Muir Trail was fantastic running. We saw no other hikers all day. Brian had a water drop at the Alfred Smith Grave near the start of the Grand Gap Loop. Stephanie and one other runner stopped there.

I quit at Duncan Hollow and jumped into Brian’s vehicle when I realized that I was now at the back of the pack. Ron and two others (Tim? and Alondra?) took the Bypass Road back and were the only ones to finish. Ron reported that the Bypass Trail was in good shape. We all met back up at the Fork Ridge Trailhead. We had about a two-hour drive back to Stepanie’s place in West Knoxville.

My Trails Illustrated maps indicated that the runs were 19.6 and 18.0 miles long, but the conditions were tough enough that I claimed credit for Brian’s official distances. I did not take a GPS track or any pictures. I did not record times for either run, though I think day 1 took my group 8 hours.

Alondra and Tim would go on to place first and third in the inaugural No Business 100 in 2017. The 2017 race had 36 finishers. In contrast, the latest 2025 version had 192 finishers with another 80 or so DNFs.

The 2017 Training Camp is still listed on Ultra signup at 2017 Camp. There is also a 2019 Training Camp listed on Ultrasignup, held this time on April 20 and 21, presumably to mitigate the heat and humidity. No Business has remained a mid-fall race so extra work in the heat and humidity of summer isn’t needed.

Sunday, April 30, 2017

2017 4-30 Smokies Cross "Trail"

The Cross Trail is manway in the Smokies that connects Bote Mountain with Thunderhead. It was built in the 1930s by Civilian Conservation Corps to connect the Cades Cove area to Tremont at an elevation below the State Line Crest and above the West Prong-Lumber Ridge-Meigs Mountain trails. This old trail is shown on the 1949 park map, but was likely abandoned prior to the 1960s, as the park concentrated its maintenance on trails that received more use.

The Cross Trail was then reincarnated as one of the classic manways in the Smokies. It is a long, challenging route that connects the Bote Mountain Trail east to the Defeat Ridge manway and the incredible network of abandoned trails and logging grades around Tremont. When Jean and I began our off trail explorations of the Smokies, we started in Tremont and soon heard tales about the manway, which at that time was reasonably clear. Being cautious we explored the first mile or so of the manway on either end before our first attempt. We found the ends to be relatively clear, but when we attempted the whole route in 2005 we found the middle section to be a rhododendron-clogged mess. The northeast facing slopes seemed to be the worst with young, aggressive rhodo clogging the old trail bed and pushing us weary hikers off to the steep slopes on either side of the old treads. Mark and I were training for Barkley, only another week away, and the constant side hilling around the rhodo clogged trailbed played hell on our ankles. The four miles of the manway took us 3:15 and the two miles of the Defeat Ridge Manway up to Thunderhead required another two hours of rhodo bashing. We emerged on the AT in late evening and ended a 16 mile, 10 hour day with a feeding frenzy in the Townsend Subway. Except for another ill-advised attempt on the Defeat Ridge manway the next year by Mark and I, we learned our lesson and left the Cross Trail alone for several years.

One thing we’ve learned about off trail routes in the Smokies is that they change more than you’d expect. Routes that were once wide open gradually become overgrown, while others can open up unexpectedly. We started hearing rumors that the Cross Trail was more open than in past years and that off trail hikers were doing the route, and enjoying it. We’d also been on the first mile of the manway a couple of times recently while exploring the upper West Prong drainage and knew it was in decent shape. We floated the idea of traversing from Bote Mountain to Upper Tremont to Ed and Claudia, our usual off trail hiking companions, and since neither had done it before they were exited to give it a shot. The question mark would be Jean who was having some back issues, would she be strong enough for the whole route which includes 9 miles of off trail? But we found an almost perfect weather day when all four of us could go and off we went.

We left a shuttle vehicle at Upper Tremont and started up Lead Cove Trail, and then took Bote Mountain Trail up to the start of the manway. The spring wildflowers were still good, we saw lots of trillium and iris among others. We saw our only hiker of the day just before we left Bote Mountain. The manway across the West Prong drainage was still relatively open, we didn’t see signs of any recent work. But the ridge between the West Prong and Bee Cove was the hardest part of the trip. It had been sawed open, but was still slow going with pervasive side hilling and plenty of obstacles.

Friendly snake along the route.

It was ~12:30 when we stopped at Bee Cove for lunch. We guesstimated that this was the halfway point in terms of effort. I could tell Jean was tired, but she was still game to go on. It was warm and we went through a lot of water. I treated a bottle of water here and at two other spots during the trip. Ed lost a water bottle somewhere on the route.

Typical creek crossing along the manway.

Things seemed a little easier beyond Bee Cove. The ridge between Bee and Long coves looked very open (at least at ~4,000’) and might be worthy of a return trip in its own right. We could move a little better and had some more scenic sections. One thing I did not remember from 2005 was the large number of old CCC retaining walls. None were high or especially long, but there are a lot of them. Somewhere in here we saw a timber rattler, a rare sight in the Smokies. There were also two spots where we ended up backing up and cutting a route around the old manway due to the density of the rhodo. At one of these I took the lead from Ed and kept it to the junction with Defeat Ridge.

CCC era rock wall along the manway.

Devils Nest Creek went by without any water in the creek bed. The forest was still relatively open here. We ended up getting the Defeat Ridge manway junction a bit earlier than I expected and further south than my GPS waypoint indicated. We’re generally map and compass navigators, but use GPS for backup, especially for new areas or especially committing trips. Defeat Ridge is a T-junction with the old Defeat Ridge manway that goes right/south to the top of Thunderhead, while our route turned left/north toward New World and Thunderhead Prong. We didn’t have time to explore the manway toward Thunderhead, but it looked clear for the short distance we could see.

Luckily for us the Defeat Ridge manway was in better shape than the Cross Trail, so we started to make better time. The forest here was more open, but totally bloomed out so we did not see the Chimney Rock. As the manway approaches Thunderhead Prong it goes through a large area of thick rhodo. The manway was well kept up here, but without some work this area could become impassable in a short amount of time. The piers at the bridge over Thunderhead Prong are impressively huge and made with rock too large to be from CCC hand labor. There is no remaining trace of a logging rail spur at the crossing, but maybe there was one, or least some equipment back when the trail was built. Jean forded the Prong, the rest of us were able to rock hop. The vegetation was again thick across the Prong, but we found our way to the Thunderhead Prong railroad grade, a wide, gentle, and reasonably clear walk in the park back home.

Along the old Thunderhead Prong Railroad grade.

But still it is almost four miles from New World to Upper Tremont. We were all tired, but enjoyed the easy walking on the RR grade. We missed the RR grade switchback and went a few hundred feet up the Green Camp Manway before realizing our error. Shut in Prong was an easy rock hop. We did make the correct turn at the junction with the Sams Creek Manway. This junction is near two huge boulders that I did not recall from previous trips. Below the switchback is a huge flat, with many sites particularly inviting for camping.
The crossing of Thunderhead Prong.
The crossing of Thunderhead Prong is never easy. We all forded near a little island, just upstream from the trail crossing. Ed fell in and got his phone wet, but the rest of us were OK. I was the only one wearing sneakers and just sloshed on through. From there it is only 0.6 mile back to the metal gate and the trailhead. Total hiking time was about 9 hours.