Monday, May 30, 2011

Ashton Idaho: A day trip

Sometimes a road trip becomes more than just that. It becomes a trip down memory lane. I always end up here. The place that brings me back, recharges my batteries, fills my tank. Ashton Idaho.

This old bridge actually transported cars between Squirrel and Ashton. That’s right Squirrel. I imagine even Drummond and folks from Teton Valley. I’m not quoting facts just assumptions. Any corrections would be appreciated.
The rings of the tree that sits below the walkways at Upper Mesa.

Mesa Falls was raging this weekend.

The Lower Falls looked amazing! You can see a person walking on the trail near the falls. Click on the picture to enlarge it and look at the right side near the center of the picture.  

The mist from Mesa Falls barrels into the cliff you see here. In the winter the whole face turns to ice.

Green Timber area: The Teton Range in the distance. This place holds many memories of many people I've know and lost contact with over the years.

In an attempt to get to Cave Falls we actually came upon a traffic jam. Really, several people in trucks, vans and cars with Utah plates doing the same idiotic thing and getting stuck.

Despite the snow, they still manage to push through.

The meadows near Horseshoe Lake. Many parties in this area.....many....

Hovering above the creek, this little guy was spotted by my daughter. I had to go back and take a picture. The kid has a good eye.

Chino hitting his stride near Hog Hollow. Yes, Hog Hollow, don't ask because you don't need to know. Those who know don't tell.  We were on our way to the _____________river canyon. 

 The river to the ocean goes,
A fortune for the undertow
None of this is going my way
There is nothing left to throw
Of ginger, lemon, indigo,
Coriander stem and rows of hay
Strength and courage overrides
The privileged and weary eyes
Of river poet search naivete
Pick up here and chase the ride
The river empties to the tide
All of this is coming your way. -----Michael Stipe: Find The River performed by R.E.M.

We found two deer who never made it through the winter. The two skeletal remains were within a few feet of each other. The only thing that remained besides the bones was hair and the mostly digested food in the GI tract. So they likely didn't die from hunger.

The lower jaw from one of the deer.

Alive and in full bloom.

Hiking out of the canyon. Time to call it a day. My own private Idaho. I love this place. If you want more detail just click on the image and then click again to enlarge it. If you want the original 15 megapixel image shoot me an email and I'll give it to you free of charge. ...............


  1. Ahh Jorge, you have made my day. It has been 4 1/2 years since I came home. Lately I have felt the need to return back to my roots. This was just what I needed...thank you for posting this. Who knows maybe I will see you when I make it back..would be nice to see some classmates, I didn't make it back for the reunion.

    Thanks again...your pictures are wonderful and special,
    Danyel (Lords) Bernal

  2. You're welcome Danyel. I'm glad it made your day. I ran into a bunch of people around town that day. It was nice. JP