Trip Report
Cowboys and Aliens in the American Elysium - A Wyoming Tale
Tuesday February 18, 2014 5:39pm
Trip: Cowboys and Aliens In the American Elysium

Date: 7/18-30/2013

The Plume, Warbonnet, and Warrior 1, Cirque of the Towers

Going to Wyoming from Seattle involves a time change: one hour minus 100 years. Here, things are made of logs, rocks, and whatever bits of steel the pioneers left on their way to Hollywood and Eugene, crudely TIG welded by a guy named Lindsay, but you’d best call him Buck.

Everything that happens here stays here but, like the surface of Mars, it remains indelibly etched upon the land for all eternity. If a front yard display of every machine International Harvester ever made is the statement you’re looking for, hire a Wyoman as your landscaper.

Sure, modernity has forced its way in – buffalo herds of Dodge Ram 6000s now roam the sage, and Wyoming’s rangers now hail more from Polaris than Texas, but the citified visitor quickly gets the sense that blood, splinters, dirt and sh#t are still very much a part of an average day in this country.

Despite Wyoming’s inherent remoteness, the state harbors two of the world’s most popular national parks. I was 16 the last time I backpacked in Yellowstone, and 21 when I was last stormed off the Grand Teton.

Colleen and I rocketed towards Yellowstone, through fires and antelope, past a gauntlet of “50,000 Silver Dollars” billboards and a ’49 International flatbed with “Just Say No To Meth!” painted on the door, with dreams of the American Serengeti, replete with herds of bison, elk, and moose being stalked by wolves and bear – the circle of life unfolding in all its bloody and timeless glory under clear blue Rocky Mountain skies.

West Mullan fire, MT

West Mullan Fire, MT

Jump Up, Jump Up, and GET DOWN! Lima, MT

“Where can we see a moose?” I asked the ranger, while getting our backcountry permits.

“The Tetons” he replied. “We have plenty of bugs, though.”

We won a coveted spot on the shore of Shoshone Lake – which we soon found out was essentially the Okefenokee of Inner Mountain West. Wild Kingdom quickly devolved into Naked and Afraid – but the bugs proved as ornamental as they were voracious, which was good, because they were the only wildlife we saw – save some robins, one of whom I managed to accidentally kick off the trail.

"Come closer, little friend" Horsefly (Hybomitra lasiophthalma), Yellowstone NP

Firehole River, Yellowstone NP

Flame skimmer (Libellula saturata), Yellowstone NP

Lone Star Geyser, Yellowstone NP

Cleared for landing: White tail (Plathemis lydia), Yellowstone NP

Our planned three nights out became one and we headed for the Tetons with its promise of moose and squirrel. Don’t get me wrong; we enjoyed our Yellowstone experience – the playful little geothermals which will one day destroy mankind were interesting – but Yellowstone is basically identical to the mosquito infested lodgepole hell of the Oregon Cascades…plus geysers.

We left our semi but probably not all that legal camp at a newish but then recently decommissioned camp site along the Snake River between, but maybe not, Yellowstone and Teton National Parks.

The minute we crossed into Grand Teton NP a herd of elk appeared. Then another. And another. OK, we were on to something.

Six pointer, Grand Teton NP

Four pointer. Lima, MT

Mt Moran, Grand Teton NP

After obtaining our free permits at Jenny Lake, we headed up for two nights in the absolutely stunning if oft frequented Garnet Canyon. WAY better than the windy col or depressing moraine, and well worth the extra morning hike when making a run at the Grand. The following morning we got an early start for the Upper Exum on the Grand and Colleen’s first sort of technical alpine climb in perfect weather.

Garnet Canyon Camp

Packing for the Upper Exum, Garnet Canyon

Climbers on the handline approach to the Grand Teton

Starting the Upper Exum

The Upper Exum's Wall Street

Somewhere on the Upper Exum

The Upper Exum is a huge choss pile scramble punctuated with a few feet of wonderfully solid quartzite cracks and these cool little schist nipples tailor made for fondling, but what scenery! All the upper pitches have cute little names but the only one I could identify for sure was the Friction Pitch, and only because a soloist ahead of me said “I think this is the Friction Pitch”. We bypassed the famous Y Pitch via another gully/crack to avoid a pile up and found ourselves on the summit ridge.

On top of the Grand Teton

As ‘world’s your oyster’ as the ascent route is, the descent route isn’t all that obvious. Colleen’s still a bit shy about exposed downclimbing, so we opted do the couple of single rope raps to the Upper Col and continue down the lower Owen Spalding. If you find yourself dancing on a sketchy rap stance above a deep, dark, rope eating chimney, you’re in the right place. If you’re anywhere near stainless public art piece that could be used to load a grain ship, you’re not. Go up, climber’s right, and back down to gain the shitty rap anchor your punk single rope ass so richly deserves.

Once at the Upper Col, it’s simply a matter of trending to skier’s right of the obvious rock buttress to follow one of several goat trails for several thousand feet of chossy, gravelly alpine goodness so familiar to the Northwestern latte sucker.

Handline approach to the Grand/Middle Teton col

[size:14pt]The Winds![/size]

I’ve wanted to go there for decades. After Yellowstone, I checked my expectations at the door.

I shouldn’t have.

An old dog teaches a young dog new tricks on the drive to the Big Sandy TH

STRUT: Greater Sage Grouse (Centrocercus urophasianus) with badass Shaka Zulu tat

When we emerged into the Cirque of the Towers I suspected I hadn’t survived the Grand after all and was wandering through the Elysium. Peeping ouzels and chortling robins greeted us to a welcoming carpet of bug free wildflowers interwoven with meandering streams and flat, environmentally responsible slabs. OK, we’d MAY have had a bit too much of the chronic at that point but JESUS, LOOK AT THE PHOTOS.

Leaving Big Sandy Lake for the Cirque of the Towers

Star cluster and asteroids

Pingora, from Jackass Pass

Pingora's S Butt - final pitch

Shark's Nose, Overhanging Tower, and Wolf's Head from Pingora

Cirque camp 'swimming' hole. Ask your doctor if freezing your balls clean off is right for you.

Mitchell Peak, Cirque of the Towers

Moonset over Warrior 2, Cirque of the Towers

Pika (Ochotona princeps), Cirque of the Towers

Pingora from camp

Climber descending Pingora

Sunrays on Overhanging Tower

The weather was fickle and strange to this Earthling – clear night skies, full cloud deck by 10 am, followed by anything goes – lenticulars, sunshine, thunderheads, full overcast, wind, no wind, a light squall now and then. It took a little getting used to, but the camera loved it.

Our schedule was an easy one. We climbed the S Butt on Pingora, as you do, followed by the Overhanging Tower – a solo scramble for me as Colleen hung at the Overhanging/Wolf’s Head col nursing some delayed altitude related issues. The Wolf’s Head was scheduled for the following day, but she still wasn’t quite right, so we opted to recon the Deep Lake Basin instead. WOW. What a playground! The Haystack! The ‘going to the mailbox’ approaches! Those acres of flat slabs! I see a pack horse laden with gear in our future. And, as it turned out, it actually rained in earnest that afternoon.

Arrowhead Lake from Jackass Pass. Beyond: they Haystack, Steeple, East Temple, and Temple Peaks

The Steeple and East Temple Peak from Deep Lake

Temple Peak. The second ascent of that pyramidal face awaits you.

The Winds are not without their difficulties. There is a lot of chossy approach nonsense, the climbs are a long way in, the range is a long drive from nowhere, the bugs can be bad (I hear), the weather is stream of consciousness.

Still, it may well be the range I’ve always dreamed of. Kind of like Idaho’s Sawtooths, only a lot bigger, and not quite as pink.

Please don’t quote me on that.

Sparkling jewelwing (Calopteryx dimidiata), Yellowstone NP

Grand Teton summit cheeze

Temple Peak, from North Lake

"Mr. Kaplan, your prescription is ready." Pinedale, WY

Must...Not...Trundle. Below the Grand/Middle Teton col

8109 Deep Lake Basin, WY 42042

If you believe this TR...
Firefighting, Montana style
Firefighting, Montana style
Credit: Tvash

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Tvash is a climber from Seattle.

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Ezra Ellis

Trad climber
North wet, and Da souf
  Feb 18, 2014 - 07:48pm PT
Totally rad TR, thank you!!
Looks like a treat trip, two of my favorite ranges!!!!!!

Trad climber
Can't get here from there
  Feb 18, 2014 - 08:06pm PT
Great write up on some great country.


Mountain climber
Colorado & Nepal
  Feb 19, 2014 - 12:46am PT
What an enjoyable trip report (not to mention some good insights on Wyoming). Thanks !

Social climber
  Feb 19, 2014 - 04:42am PT
hey there say, ... wow, i am really enjoying your trip reports, Tvash...

i love! wyoming!... will say the same as jan here...

*sorry, i can't see all the pics, will come back when i can, but
tetons are very special art-wise, to me, as well as seeing the climbing aspects...

thank you so much!! great trip reports...

Crag Q

Trad climber
Louisville, Colorado
  Feb 19, 2014 - 08:43am PT
Awesome. Love the photos and humor.

Trad climber
Salt Lake City, UT
  Feb 19, 2014 - 09:17am PT
fantastic TR!

Trad climber
The real McCoy from The City
  Feb 19, 2014 - 09:32am PT

Mountain climber
Terence Wilson greeneck alleghenys,ny,
  Feb 19, 2014 - 09:39am PT
There is nothing like Wyoming,Thank You.
patrick compton

Trad climber
  Feb 19, 2014 - 10:53am PT
OK, we’d MAY have had a bit too much of the chronic at that point

no better time to wake n bake than in the backcountry!
Vitaliy M.

Mountain climber
San Francisco
  Feb 19, 2014 - 11:12am PT

Oakland, CA
  Feb 20, 2014 - 06:48pm PT
1/4 way through the read I was thinking 'This guy has a creative eye and a knack for photographs.' Then this pearl:

Also loved the sub-baroque, 18th century kinda' feel on the sunrays on overhanging tower shot.

Trad climber
The state of confusion
  Feb 20, 2014 - 07:28pm PT
Ahhhh, REEL Cold water!!!
You don't sweat after jumpin' in, that's for sure!
Great shots!
Stone Cowboy

Trad climber
Livermore, CA.
  May 16, 2016 - 03:35pm PT
Wow!!! How's the Starbux over Der in them dar rocks? or is a smokin cup a hot joe? Very Very Very Happy y'all...

Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
  May 16, 2016 - 03:40pm PT
how did I miss this one?
Timid TopRope

Social climber
the land of Pale Ale
  May 16, 2016 - 05:08pm PT
Likewise, jaybro.

You have a great eye for composition. And the report is Groovy. There, I said it, groovy.

Young Andy left his heart in Wyoming. I should have stayed a whole year.

Really cool TR.

Social climber
An Oil Field
  May 16, 2016 - 05:19pm PT
I loved the Tetons. When I got my driver's license me and my buddy went there for the first time. Quite a drive from home. We went every summer for a few years.

Great pics. I've been to Yellowstone quite a few times, too. Once, my wife and I visited Yellowstone in winter, much later, and skied all over the place. It is amazing in winter.

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