Tuesday, April 17, 2018

THE STRING LAKE BRIDGE


The String Lake bridge is where most hikes commence.
A photo of it hangs upon our kitchen wall.
The stream's so deep a crossing there is tense,
Still, horses ford right there from Spring through Fall.

Above the bridge, three mountains are in view.
The Grand sits high above the Teton range.
Mount Owen with its glaciers sits there too,
And Teewinot, it's jutting spires so strange.

Below the range, a forest of Lodge Pole Pine
And a leafy carpet flecked with sun
With Glacier Lilies and Fireweeds so fine
You want to break into a joyous run.

Nine miles up the Cascade trail,
We're up there yearly without fail.

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