Death Canyon in the Grand Tetons
Park rangers are one of my favorite resources for hiking tips when I’m on the road. At the Climbing Festival in Lander I met a ranger from the Grand Tetons and asked him to name his favorite hike. Death Canyon, he said, “Don’t let the name scare you away.” So when I rolled back through Jackson after my two week long loop through the Wind Rivers, I parked the dogs in the trailer for the morning and headed up Death Canyon to the Alaskan Basin.
Exactly what you want to see at the start of a hike into Death Canyon.
The trail lost about 1,000 feet of elevation down to Phelps Lake and then began climbing back up into the canyon along Fox Creek.
Trail running along a narrow rocky ledge
Gneissic bands underfoot. Formed under high temp and pressure during metamorphosis.
If I were a moose I’d live here.
Sure enough, a moose! Most polite moose I’ve ever seen. She stayed on her side of the river and I stayed on mine.
Another moose! This place is lousy with them.
Old forest service cabin at the junction of the Fox Creek and Alaska Basin trails
Death Canyon, indeed. Part of a rock squirrel/ marmot-type creature.
The Snaz, where a couple of friends of mine were climbing. I tried to find them up on the wall, but couldn’t spot them. That’s a lotta rock up there.
This guy was upside down on the trail and I assumed dead, but I picked him up and he flapped his wings a bit and dusted himself off and flew away.
This was my second hike in the Tetons. To see pix from my trek up Casacade Canyon click here. Now, on to Idaho!