Back to StoriesA Late Summer Hike In The Tetons Leads To "Rock of Ages"
August 29, 2017
A Late Summer Hike In The Tetons Leads To "Rock of Ages"In day 155 of her ongoing series, Watercolor Diary, Sue Cedarholm ventures to the shore of Lake of the Crags
For late summer hiking
in the Tetons, you have to go early to beat the crowds. Today the morning air
is cold, 41 degrees, when we start down the trail. As we walk around Jenny
Lake, layers came off. I am with my good friend, Patricia. She and I have been
exploring all the canyons in the national park this summer. I had been avoiding
Grand Teton the last few years—it’s been too crowded—and I can’t take my dog.
This summer has been a rediscovery of the Tetons for me after decades of living
here.
We are headed toward
Hanging Canyon, a steep unimproved trail up to Lake of the Crags. The day is
perfectly clear as we ascend a winding narrow trail. There isn’t much
shade on this hike. The trees were burned a few years ago in a fire. The
huckleberries, however, are blooming and you can smell the ripening fruit.
Fireweed brushes against us as we go higher. The view of Jenny Lake now is
spectacular, the boats shuttling hikers back and forth across its surface.
We keep elevating,
winding through rock outcroppings, over little creeks, my breathing still, steady and even. As we reach Arrowhead Pool, a puddle among the boulders,
rock pinnacles dwarf us. A bonus, wildflowers still are in full bloom along the
creek. Only one last steep scramble up a crack in the rock and the
desired view of the interior opens up. Even as a longtime local, the view takes
the breath away.
Ramshead Lake is nestled
beneath sheer granite walls and around it is the ridge to Lake of the Crags.
The lake, long and narrow, is fueled by the melt of remaining snowfields running right into
the water. Rock of Ages is the largest monolith on the skyline. We sit on the
lakeshore, I pull out my paints and get to work. En plein air, a
French phrase which means “in the open air” Your paintings are different when
you are painting outside in front of your subject, feeling the sun on your
back, the drying sweat on your face, the smells of the earth, the sound of the
wind in the peaks, that is what I hope I captured with this piece.
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