Thursday, January 27, 2011

Dubois Fish Hatcery




Saturday the 22nd was our first get out of Jackson hike in quite a while. It was also quite fantastic, even though we were not a complete group. Saturday morning started off with Emma suffering the ill-affects of the stomach flu. Which was a huge bummer for her, but turned into a sort of blessing (if being sick ever has one). She got to spend most of the day just resting with Grammy. (Read no little brother and sister bothering you about being sick, while your sick) So this hike we left her in the loving and capable hands of my absolute treasure of a Mother-In-Law, while the rest of us embarked on New and Glorious Adventures.
Walking the plank

This week for work Kevin had to make a delivery to Dubois, and while there, noticed how nice the weather was in comparison to Jackson. So when he returned he mentioned what a great place for a hike it might be. Looking into it we found a few places and were very excited to get out of the snow for a change. The drive to Dubois takes about two-two-and-half hours from Jackson depending on the weather. Just head North and keep going past the Moran Junction into Yellowstone. We originally set out to hike to Lewis Lake in the Shoshone National Forest. To get there you drive through Dubois and continue onto US-26 for a few more miles. You will see the typical brown national parks service sign pointing you toward Fish Hatchery road. Which is on the right hand side of the road if you are leaving Dubois headed towards Shoshone. Immediately the road forks, the road to the left is Trail Lake Drive, the road to the right is Fish Hatchery Road. Though our original intent was a lake down Trail Lake Drive, Kevin couldn't pass up the opportunity for a fish hatchery, plus Jack had to pee. So we went left.
The frozen marsh

Ice Hike anyone?
The Hatchery was pretty much vacant, we didn't see anyone there, and we even went into the back room to find a bathroom. Inside there were around 5-6 tanks with minnows in them. We picked up Lulu and Jack to see in them and they of course asked where the big fish were, which we set out to find. Seeing as there were no big fish inside we decided the next place to look was outside in the big tanks.In the doorway of the hatchery building there was some informational points about the hatchery and its purpose along with the types of fish they breed there. Good info for those who go.
we ended up climbing up this bank

Outside Lulu and Jack found the big fish. In big pools they had hundreds of fish swarming. The kids liked how the fish would swim away from whichever side of the tank they were on. (Cant blame the fish there). After we looked into every tank, even thoroughly examining the empty ones, and discussing their purpose. We finally set out on our hike.

The deer we spotted, can you find it?


Since the drive was long we didn't really travel to far from the car or the hatchery, and as it goes we started on a trail but didn't end up there. Near the front door of the hatchery was a split rail fence that seemed to lead to a path. We followed this and it shortly lead to some wooden planks laid through what would be a marshy area in summer; but was now just a path lined by dead leaves frozen in a slab of ice. We followed this trail only to be lead into a residential area. So we then went off trail, no more fussing around.

Kevin checking the Ice Bridge before we all cross
This is where it just blends, we went over frozen creeks, up sheer river banks, on a dessert hillside with caucuses, clambered through a wooded area. Watched a deer climb a mountain, found an antler. Crossed an Ice bridge over a stream. Turned around and went back. Although we weren't done yet, so we let each of the kids take the lead, Jack took us down to the creek and preceded to venture dangerously close to the frozen water. Lulu went for the woods, she wound us up, under, and through dense coverings, around trees and over dead fall. She even lead us within 20 feet of the truck but veered back into the trees instead of coming into the open.

Back to the Tetons
                                                                                                                                                                     

Togwotee Pass
We didn't stop and have lunch or a fire as it was a very quick hike and we felt we covered enough of the area. The hatchery also bordered a private ranch and weren't clear on the boundaries so we didn't want to have a fire. Once back to the truck we had Po' Boy sandwiches and apples, with water and juice boxes. The drive from Dubios to Jackson is a beautiful one, with such diverse and beautiful landscapes. From the red dirt hills of Dubois to the Ragged Mountain Peaks of Togwotee Pass, to the Teton valley and back to the Teton Range. The hike is beautiful regardless of the season.
A snow cactus

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

An attempt at Huckleberry Hot Springs





On Saturday the 15th we took advantage of the free park weekend and went through GTNP to the John D. Rockefeller Memorial Parkway. Our original plan was to hike an unnamed trail in GTNP that forks off from the main road, but seeing as it is winter, summer trails are rarely defined. Thus being the case with our mystery trail we just kept on driving until we found a path suitable for hiking. Seeing our hidden trail was halfway through the park we just drove until the road closed, which happened to be at Flagg Ranch Resort (http://www.flaggranch.com/). Knowing that this was a huge destination for snowmobilers and cross country skiers we figured that this was a place we could find a fairly decent trail. 

Flagg Ranch isn't a place that we visit often, or at all really. This was only my second time navigating the windy and poorly marked area of Flagg Ranch. The one time I was here previously, it was summer and we were heading over Grassy Lake Road. As winter does to so many things, it utterly and completely changed the scenery which made it much more difficult to figure out the trail situation.

We parked in the Commercial Parking lot (the public lot was full) and headed up the plowed road. We then reached what should have been a fork in the road, a sign pointed snowmobiles to the left and there was a sign marking a trail head for cross-country skiing. There seemed to be a trail that was buried beneath the last snow fall and we thought that with Kevin and I leading the way that we would establish it enough to follow. Unfortunately, after about 50 feet the trail dead-ended and Kevin and I were back to sinking waist deep in snow. So we gave up this trail, and slugged our way back out to the snowmobile trail. We followed this along until there was another more literal fork in the road. One fork lead up next to a cabin and the other seemed to veer off into more of a wilderness. So of course we took that path (it was on the right hand side). We followed this around for about 10 minutes hoping to find a cross-country ski trail that we could follow. Eventually we did, well we found another path that was buried beneath the last snow fall, however this narrow and half buried trail was preferable than walking down a road  15 feet wide, so we took this right too.

The path was easy enough to follow, it was very narrow and if we stepped an inch off the trail we would sink to our hips in the snow. The kids made an easy trip out of it as they are about a fifth our weigh, half our height not to mention a great deal narrower than us. After a bit we came to another trail marker and decided to follow it ,though there was no established trail. The previous trail we were on seemed to lead into the "housing" area of Flagg Ranch and that is not exactly what we had in mind when we set out. So we said screw it, and with Kevin breaking trail we all followed. happy to finally be headed into wilderness. The markers that we saw said we that the destination point was Huckleberry Hot Springs, however the trail head maps were pretty bad. They didn't indicate where you were on the map, didn't have the trail clearly marked, didn't describe the hike or distance to the Spring. So it was a craps shoot, and we just walked.

Kevin wound us through trees, and near the edge of a steep bank that lead down to a stream. We stayed a ways back with snow being the deceptive trickster that it is we couldn't be certain of the edge of the bank.
We figured this was as good a place for any for a campfire so we told the kids we were taking a break and set out to make a fire. It wasn't a remarkably easy task, though it wasn't all that difficult either. Kevin had brought with us some tinder and kindling, so all we needed to collect was the basic and easy to find dead twigs and branches to keep it burning. Not to difficult a task in a forest recently abused by pine beetles, but made a bit more cumbersome by the four feet of snow we had to trudge through to get it.



We had a lunch of hot dogs, pretzels, carrots and water, with cream soda as the special treat. While we were in the middle of prepping our lunch, two cross-country skiers had followed our trail and skied right into our little "camp". They asked us if "we broke trail" and we told them that we did, so they had to turn around a bit and find their own path through. We stayed at our "camp" for about a half hour, then we all helped bury the fire and set back out this time following the trail of our impromptu guests. Eventually this trail met up with another trail, and we just followed along. Seeing as we already had lunch, and that is what we typically use as our half way point we didn't have any set place to turn around. The girls were doing an excellent job as always in their own battle to be in the lead. Jack however was beginning to slow, so on a ridge above the creek we decided to turn back and head home.
This is where the day became a little vexing, somehow, heading back on the same trail we missed the fork where our visitors connected to the path we were now on. Eventually we reached the snowmobile trail and had to make a left or right. Admittedly we were a bit lost, so we just set out in one direction, knowing sooner our later we would come across some sign, or marker. After all we were at a resort and on a well established trail, not breaking snow pack in a forest. Eventually we wound up in the residential neighborhood and there was a man plowing the road, Kevin asked him how to get back to the parking area, and as it turns out if we had just taken a left when we arrived back on the snowmobile trail we were only about 10 minutes from our car. Oops!

With our side-tracking, we hiked about three miles and spent about 4 hours outside. Lulu and Jack both napped on the way back into town. It was a splendid adventure. Between the purr of the snow-mobiles the silence was soothing, the big fat snowflakes were comforting, and the world sleepily tucked away safe beneath a quilt of snow was enchanting.


Friday, January 14, 2011

Free Weekend Admission to ALL National Parks

Hello to all you out there,

 Just wanted to write a quick update and let everyone know that this weekend, the 15-17th, all National Park admission fees are waived! So yup that means a chance to explore your local National Park for FREE! And honestly whats better than free. So pack a lunch, tell someone where you are planning on going and when you plan to return. Keep blankets and extra food in your car, and be prepared for the worse! Then go enjoy the natural beauty and wonder you are sure to find on your trip!

But, Angel you say, its winter how will I know if my park is open? Where the closest park is, or if the roads are open? Even if it is what on Earth will we do? Well head on over to http://www.nps.gov/ and find all the answers you will need to have an amazing day in nature with your family!

Look forward to telling you all about our MLK Jr. adventure soon!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

First Hike of 2011

                                                            Happy New Year!

Our very first hike of the new year was also our first repeat for the blog! Last Saturday (the 8th of January) we went up to Emma Matilda Lake. As some of you may recall Emma Matilda Lake is easily reached by entering Grand Teton National Park through the Moran entrance. Follow the main road for a few miles then on the right you will see a sign for Pacific Creek Road. Take this right and head up to the lakes (Emma Matilda and Two Ocean).  The first time we made this hike we parked at the first pull out, however this time that pull-out wasn't plowed so we drove about a mile up the road to the second pull-out. We parked and then headed out there were two paths made by cross country skiers that had previously been used by hikers so we followed along these trails.

The trail started out going uphill and then led into a clearing, soon enough we were on a trail that wound through a forest of pine trees. It was a bit chilly but only a few degrees below freezing, much better than the below zero temps we had been having. Emma and Lulu as usual were running a head of Jack, Kevin and I, and every five minutes or so we had to holler at them to wait for us to catch up. Jack though a bit slow, didn't complain or ask for a ride, he just needed more time for his shorter legs to go the same distance as his taller sisters. The kids and their tiny little selves had no trouble running a-top the packed snow, however for us larger adults it wasn't so easy, nor too difficult. About every fourth or fifth step we would sink to our knees in the powdery trail. All in all though it was a pleasant hike.

We hiked in for about an hour and half, maybe making it 2 miles in. Then we stopped and had a fire and lunch. We chose a convenient spot near a standing-dead pine that promised an unlimited amount of fuel for a nice warm fire. Kevin even got to use his new Gerber survival knife to chop and trim the wood for the fire. For lunch we had hot dogs with bbq sauce, and of course water. Then for dessert we had some double chocolate chip cookies ( view link). We hung out by the fire for about 30 minutes and then headed back to the truck.