Why I Quit Rushing and Went for the “Slowest Known Time” on the Teton Crest Trail

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arrived at my campsite far too early. It wasn’t even lunchtime yet as I walked atop worn bits of Cambrian limestone neatly laid out like tiles above Death Canyon. Imposing cliffs have shed house-sized boulders over the millennia, and it was absolutely silent except for the burble of a nearby stream and the squeaky-toy peep of a pika.
This camping zone along the Teton Crest Trail is one of the most sought-after, directly on a cliff’s edge, …

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