Tombstone Territorial Park

Last week we took a break from the river and went up to Tombstone Territorial Park in Yukon Territory, Canada. We got to the visitor center and got a photo copied map of the trail we were going to take which also happened to be the only full trail in the entire park. The trail "followed" Grizzly Creek up to Grizzly Lake (wonderful place to go camping in especially minus "Ol Bangy"). So the hike up turns out to be a lot harder than planned rising 2000 feet in under 2 miles over every sort of terrain you can imagine but after 7 miles we eventually end up in our camping spot. The next day we lazed around nearly the whole day but as evening approached I decided that I should get some exploring done and set off at 9:00 pm to explore the lake and surrounding areas. The next 4 hours can only be described with such cheesiness as "complete bliss..." please don't make me finish. I ran up big rock piles, jumped streams, drank straight from the flowing water, took some "action shots" of my wanderings, almost died or caused myself major injuries (a big rock fell on my hand and I immediately repented of all the bad things I ever said about Aron Ralston) and topped off the whole evening by finding a natural water slide coming off a glacier a ways up. Natural water slides are not things easily passed up so I took a look around, stripped naked, and ran to the top and slid down. After I was able to breathe again I quickly dressed and ran back to the tent before my fellow backpackers came looking for my corpse. I got back 45 minutes before they had decided to go looking for me and received only a mild tongue lashing for my thoughtlessness of telling no one where I was going. Sometimes, however, you have to run up to the mountains with out letting the cavalry know and just accept your fate that if you get killed you died doing something you loved.

P.s. I took a video of my water slide and probably am gonna post it on Facebook, the edited version of course.