During my visit, Cate and I managed to convince five other ladies to accompany us the the Huckleberry Hot springs in Grand Teton National Park. The adventure is recounted in some detail here: Mountainbeering, so I'll just post a couple pictures.
Pit stop en route shows Grand Teton rising above the clouds.
About three feet of steamy water covered mud about two feet deep. The deeper you sunk in the mud, the hotter it got. Also, deeper submersion increased the chances of creatures crawling up your butt.
About a week later, our parents were set to arrive. Cate and I booked a hut about three miles into the backcountry, perched on a ridge above Leigh Canyon. We bought food and supplies before our parents realized two days before they were set to leave that they could not come, because my grandfather is sick. While we were sad, we managed to get quite a crowd to join us up at Commissary Yurt, and had a pretty excellent time hiking up the nearby Beards Mountain, and skiing down again. Also, we made dinner and played cards. Chili, tequila, and bacon were key.
Setting out on the Yurtventure!
Why not make a human pyramid? I look like I'm in a lot of pain. Why was I the bottom middle?
Whole group, minus Cate, sets out to ski Beards Mountain before heading back to civilization.
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