You must search for the loveliness of America; It is not obvious; it is scattered; but when you find it, it touches you and binds you to it like a great secret oath taken in silence.

Struthers Burt, Jackson Hole Dude Rancher 1934
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Feeling strong with a mostly "all-clear" from my cardiologist, I begin hiking the Teton Crest Trail.
The Divide is short but steep to Lake Solitude where I nab the best site with its own resident moose.
The trail traces Cascade Canyon to Avalanche Divide where an off-trail scramble takes me to a remote lake.
Switchbacks over Hurricane Pass take Blissful into the magical polished granite of Alaska Basin.
Sheep Steps leads to the "cobble stones" of Death Canyon Shelf and scrambling up Spearhead Peak.
Thunder brings Blissful down from scrambling then tachycardia brings her down from a high alpine lake.
A creature walking past my tent wakes me up before I head to Ski Lake and back to civilization.