The Yellowstone Thorofare Trail: An 80 mile plunge into our Nation’s most remote section of wild backcountry.
I have emerged from the greatest depths of the Yellowstone Wilderness as a fierce mountain woman and praiser of Jesus Christ. I cultivated and earned those titles along the long and rigorous Yellowstone Thorofare trail. Myself and a group of guys I worked with at Camp Loll (A boy scout camp nestled high in the Tetons) set off 1 week ago to conquer this daunting trail. We left the Wasatch Front early in the morning and made our way to the Bechler Ranger Station just outside of Ashton, ID for our required backcountry permit pickup. At the station, the on duty Ranger briefed us on backcountry procedures as well as trail conditions. The only trail condition that was really noteworthy was a carcass with multiple bears feeding on it near our campsite the 3rd night… No. Big. Deal.
From the Bechler Ranger Station, we traveled to Camp Loll where we ate Friday night spaghetti dinner (a weekly tradition) and delicious huckleberry cheesecake (a yearly, long awaited, so freaking good tradition). Dinner was followed by flag ceremony and Firebowl (you can read more about Camp Loll and it’s traditions here). I know I’ve said this before, but I’m so grateful for this beautiful place I called home for a time. After firebowl, I pitched my new cute little solo backpacking tent. You’ll see it later on in the post. That night I forgot to say my evening prayers–it would be the last night I forgot to say my prayers for the rest of the week.
Morning came and we headed to 9-mile Trailhead near Fishing Bridge, Yellowstone. I remember standing at the trailhead and being unusually quiet. Inside, my mind swirled. I stood there doubting my physical, mental, and enduring strength, questioning whether I had made the right decision to come on this trip but knowing that it was too late to turn back. I knew I was among good friends who would watch out for me but I was scared of the unknown that lay ahead.
Our first night was spent along the shores of Yellowstone Lake. That evening we huddled under tree cover to quickly put our dinners together in the pouring rain. We hung our food and ran to our tents for shelter. As I laid in my little 6′ by 2′ tent in shattering rain, my mind began to wander. Let’s just put it this way: I made myself terrified. Needless to say, it was a long, sleepless night. Every rustle of the bushes and lap of water on the shore sounded like a bear. Finally, the sun rose to reveal a foggy and beautiful morning on Yellowstone Lake.
The following 8 days on the trail were a blend of breathtaking beauty and seemly insurmountable moments of physical strength. Originally, when I set out on the hike, I had planned to do a blog post a day, but I quickly realized that was simply not realistic. So here are some highlights:
One of our more noteworthy destinations along the trail was the Yellowstone Thorofare Ranger Cabin. It is the most remote building in the most remote place in the continuous 48 states. Can you imagine living here? I think it would be a dream.
Mmmm mmm oh yeah! Big ole bear poo! That’s what I love waking up to!
The Thorofare Trail took us over Two-Ocean Plateau and the Continental Divide (a 1,500 ft gain in one day over 4 miles). We reached the top of the mountain where the waters part ways–one side going to the Pacific and other other to the Atlantic.
Finishing the hike…
We finished the hike at the Heart Lake Trailhead near Lewis Lake. The joy I felt when I saw my mom and Aunt waiting for me at the trailhead is indescribable.
I had done it–80 miles in 8 days.
I had conquered the task that just a week ago I had doubted I could. I had also uncovered a new corner of my favorite place in the world- The Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem.
God is so great. He is mindful of each of us and our trails and the trials we face along them. He is the ultimate compass. The only survival skill we need in this life is his companionship. He saw me through what I thought was going to be one of the hardest summers of my life and helped me make it one of the best. If it wasn’t for Him and my parents, I do not doubt that I would still be out in the wilderness being snacked on as bear chow. The Yellowstone Thorofare Trail helped to mold me into more of the woman I want to be.