CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
It felt good to sweat before the sun was even all the way up in the sky. There was something pure about it, something that made him feel like he had just completed some very hard work. And the gift of the sunrise in front of him made it more than worth it.
He reached the top of the trail and slowly made it out to the outcropping of rock the locals had long ago dubbed Devil’s Claw. From the edge of Devil’s Claw, he could see just about all of the Grand Teton ridges and rises. But the view was better than any that the park had to offer as far as he was concerned.
He stepped off of the trail and onto the large rock outcropping. He saw where dozens of people had scrawled their names and the dates of their climbs. He figured some were like him and had simply hiked the two m
