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With more than 2,000 miles of rivers and 626 lakes and reservoirs, the Wind River Range is a great place for whitewater rafting, canoeing or kayaking. Boysen Reservoir covers 19,000 square acres and is ideal for water skiing or jet skiing. A Native American guide service can take you on an unmatched whitewater rafting trip through the Wind River Canyon, which passes through the Wind River Indian Reservation.

Follow the Wind River as it winds north along the Wind River Canyon Scenic Byway from the town of Shoshoni ending just south of Thermopolis. This 40-minute drive features dramatic views with rock walls rising 2,500 vertical feet and exposing rock layers dating back 2.5 billion years. A driving tour of Sinks Canyon includes stops at museums and visitor centers as well as Sinks Canyon State Park, Shoshone National Forest and Red Canyon. The Circle the Continental Divide Driving Tour includes the Wind River Mountains.

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Loved your article. My husband and frequently do trips like this, although we go slower! We are looking for a new tent, and have not pulled the trigger. Your tent prototype looks interesting. Is it similar to the Tarp Tent Stratosphere 2? If I cannot wait for your prototype to be released, what other two person tents do your recommend for similar trips? I live in Seattle area and hike mostly in Washington State in alpine areas above tree line. Need wind stability and prefer inner to be at least partially solid material to help block wind from entering tent. I do not want a pole support to be inside the tent in the middle.

I am grateful for all the experiences I had during the summer of 2020, but it was certainly not what I expected. My Alaska trip was cancelled and my travels were restricted to domestic. Back in May, I remember that Sam had mentioned in passing that he was interested in the WRHR, so I hit him up and we made plans for a road trip. First, we met up with Logan for 3 awesome days in the Beartooth Range, and then we were gone with the winds.

All approaches to the winds on the east side start in the desert sagebrush. From the east, the Winds are amongst the least impressive ranges I have ever driven by. The eastern foothills are so gradual and long that you can not even see the alpine peaks in most places. I like to tell people that the Winds are the worst range in the West for day hiking, because these approaches are so long and mundane.

Around 11,000 ft, we left the Glacier Trail at a high pass and headed off into the alpine. On the eastern side of the winds, there are these incredible massive alpine plateaus, much like the Beartooth Range. These unique features have no equivalent in the Cascades. Different sights like this are part of why I like to leave the Cascades once or twice a year. It gives me a unique perspective and keeps my home range fresh when I return.

The floodplain was a wondrous sight: silty waters weaving through sand like a river delta meeting the ocean. Warren, Turret, and other dramatic peaks dominated the skyline behind. Despite the mosquitoes, this was one of my favorite spots all trip. It was just so perfect and fairytale like.

After traversing high alpine plateaus, it felt rejuvenating to walk through beautiful meadows, feel the pulsing of the rivers, and gaze at the giants from their base. To me, a good high route both walks the skyline and marvels in the valleys.

We crossed a small pass, passed a few parties, and then started up the South Fork Bull Lake Creek, another stunning valley. The river was very wide, making for some delightful extended boulder hopping crossings.

The wind was racing and storms approaching as we headed into the Alpine Lakes Basin. We were hoping to camp either in this lake basin or beyond the next pass, which was probably hours away. It all looked pretty rocky and exposed.

We wanted to make our last day as short as possible, but had learned the value of a protected camp, so we camped in some trees at the end of Black Joe Lake. Even when the wind was howling, our tents hardly wavered. Bingo.

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A strong Pacific storm will move across the Aleutian Islands of Alaska and into the Bering Sea Tuesday into Thursday before dissipating over Southwest Alaska on Friday. Strong winds, accumulating snow, and coastal impacts are expected. A Pacific storm will bring moderate to locally heavy rainfall, coastal impacts, and mountain snow as it crosses the Western U.S. Tuesday into Thursday. Read More >

Side story: After the Beartooth High Route, I had an OOPS moment where I left the keys in my car and in an attempt to get them out broke the side window of my car. The end result was finding an auto glass shop in Dubois, WY and having the owner give us a ride to the trailhead. Thanks Matt and shout out to Dubois Glass if you ever need your window fixed in Dubois!

And what a storm it was! The storm rolled in around midnight like a freight train, blasting our tents with 30 mph winds for hours on end. I lay in my tent, tucked into my sleeping bag, not willing to move an inch. My tent was holding strong and up until 5 AM, did not leak one drop of water onto me.

The winds were still strong on top, so we broke for some snacks, photos, and kept on moving south off the peak towards Iceberg Lake Pass along the Continental Divide. The descent off of Downs was simple but tedious, a long stretch of boulder hopping all the way to the snowfields atop the Continental Divide. In reality, this would become the norm for the rest of the trip.

We maneuvered around the lakeshore of the first Alpine Lakes, scrambling up, down, and around boulders to reach the second Alpine Lakes, where we found a reasonably flat bench for camp. Rain trickled on and off and the wind picked up, but fortunately the storm never came.

We stowed our rods and hiked past a fortress-like headwall to where the highest lake in the watershed was nestled in an alcove strewn with lichen-painted boulders and wildflowers. We arrived at the shallow outflow end of the lake, and hiked along the boggy shoreline aiming for the deep end. The lake was flat as a window. The shallow end of the lake represented perhaps half the total acreage, yet I saw no sign of cruising or rising trout. It looked barren.

From the col, we could see across the basin through which we had just passed and back to Peak Lake. We could also view into Titcomb Basin, though its lakes were largely obscured by its terrain. The wind was calm, which meant we could settle in and take our time to enjoy the view. We looked at each peak in turn, and then looked at them again.

We quickly got the tent up. While we were motivated primarily by the approaching rain, the bugs at Elbow Lake also turned out to be ferocious and undeterred by the increasing wind. So, we were eager for shelter. Large hail started falling just as I put the last tent stake in, so we hastily put away our packs and bear vault before getting into the tent.

Past Granite Peak, we started to see several sites between the trail and Green River. We looked at a few of these, and they had a lot to offer: mountain views (but not yet Square Top), the beauty of the river, good tent spots, and shelter if the storms returned.

Or at least, we thought that was the best part. Half an hour later, though, as we were cleaning up in the river, a moose and her calf quietly joined us on the other side of the river. We spent about an hour watching them before they wandered off. We also saw common mergansers and a red-naped sapsucker.

There were several more storms, with thunder, lightning, and downpour overnight, so we did not get the best sleep. However, as with the previous day, the morning was dryer. The meadow and river glowed green under a partly cloudy sky. From the forecast, we did not expect that to last.

Eastern Shoshones coalesced from people who lived in the upper Snake River basin of Idaho, along the Green and Bear rivers in Wyoming and Utah, and in the Salmon River country of northern Idaho, all of whom owned horses. From 1700 to 1780, they were active buffalo hunters and feared warriors, traveling into Montana, parts of southern Alberta, and throughout Wyoming. But at the same time, they still maintained strong ties to their homelands along the Green, Bear, Snake, and Salmon rivers.

The Colorado Gold Rush of 1858 challenged Arapaho existence. Gold-seekers split heart of Arapaho and Cheyenne resource areas. This pressured buffalo herds, depleted grass and forage for horses, and deforested trees in the river bottoms that provided shelter and fuel during the harsh winters on the Plains. Minor conflicts broke out, but most Arapahos maintained the 1851 peace. In 1864, however, a peaceful camp of a mixed group of Cheyenne and Arapaho people were attacked and killed by Denver volunteers in the notorious Sand Creek Massacre. The Indians fought back over the next two years. e24fc04721