WYOMING, USA (2019)

Grand Teton National Park

I prefer mountains to beaches, driving to flying. So when the idea of taking a roadtrip to Grand Teton National Park came up, I anticipated it like no other vacation before. Although 15 hours is a significant amount of time to spend in a car, it was worth seeing the Teton range jutting out from the horizon on the final leg of our drive. Like a metropolis skyline, the prominent peaks towered over the surrounding landscape. All of our travel weariness dissipated as the mountains grew bigger and bigger, and we knew that an exciting adventure was waiting for us.

The Snake River view made famous by Ansel Adams.

Our main event in Grand Teton was a hike along the Cascade Canyon trail to Lake Solitude. We initially planned for a roundtrip trail that didn't require us to double-back, but we were definitely glad that we did not take the longer route as we were a tad out of shape.

Jenny Lake marked the beginning of the Cascade Canyon trail.
From a close encounter with a deer on the trail to finding out that Hidden Falls is a lot bigger than I imagined, there were many pleasant surprises along the way.
Fog enveloped the mountains at the beginning of the hike, but as we got further into the canyon, the mountains came into full view.
Glacier-fed water is always pretty.

After a couple of miles, we arrived at the heart of the Cascade Canyon. Flanked by mountains on both sides, we felt as if we were in our own little world.

Cascade Canyon is aptly named. We were surrounded by such cascading waterfalls on all sides.
Even though we were already so high up, we still felt dwarfed by the neverending mountain range.

As we neared the top, the landscape around us quickly transitioned from a summer green to a winter brown. The further we walked, the more patches of snow we saw alongside the trail. This continued until finally, a full-blown snowfield greeted us. The ground was blindingly white as far as my eyes could see, and right in the center of it all was our intended destination, Lake Solitude. As if suspended in time, the still-frozen lake seemed to have embraced its own name and decided to sit back and watch the rest of the world move on.

Kicking off the start of the summer with a frozen lake. Can't say shorts are appropriate attire here.
The ice was starting to break up, revealing interesting patterns.
A great picnic spot, if not for the winds that froze my face off.

The wind was fierce at the lake. The sky constantly changed colors as clouds raced overhead. I feared for my camera and tripod setup falling over the entire time, but the hook attachment on my tripod came in handy and I was able to successfully weigh it down with my pack. Needless to say, I would've stayed a bit longer if not for the wind. It was not the leisurely photoshoot I expected.

Streaks of snow cut through this meadow, like a painter's palette.
This is actually our second moose sighting (first one not pictured). It was a lot closer this time, but still far enough to admire the majestic creature from a safe distance.

At the end of the trail, our legs were starting to give out from underneath us. We had the choice of hiking two more miles around Jenny Lake to get back to our car or to take a ferry directly across the lake. We opted for the latter. Not surprisingly, almost everyone else had the same idea and there was a huge line waiting for the ferry. It was not the triumphant "we conquered the mountain" ending we had hoped for, but we reluctantly agreed to wait for the sake of our legs.

Waking up for a sunrise is hard, but very rewarding.

Over the next two days that we spent in Grand Teton, we were able to let our legs recover by letting our car do all the work. There were some fantastic lookout spots and areas of historical significance, all easily accessible with a car.

Truly a golden hour right before sunrise. Taken near Schwabacher Landing.
Probably the most modern-looking visitor center in the national park system.
How architecture has evolved. This is the famous John Moulton barn.
Mormon Row Historic District. People come and go, but mountains are forever (relatively).
Mosquitoes began swarming around me as I took this shot.
Another day, another sunrise.
Schwabacher Landing. Wasn't so lucky with the colors, but the clouds came out to play.

This national park is definitely something special. It exudes a natural beauty that matches some of the best in this country. It makes me want to wake up at 4 am for the sunrise and bear the mosquito bites for the sunset. Not to mention, the Cascade Canyon trail was one of the best hikes I've done in a while. After these couple of days on the road, I'm still a driving-over-flying, mountains-over-beaches kind of guy.

Year visited
2019
Photo gear used
Pentax K1 (FA 31, FA 77), Sony A7R III (Loxia 21, Pentax FA 31, Pentax FA 77, Sony FE 70-200)
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