It's all about the journey, even though the destination rated up there once we got there. We decided it was wise to dine in a sheltered spot amongst some trees and rocks before heading to the summit. We sensed we would not want to stay up there for long. Ti's larch season so in recognition of the larch colors, I added yellow and orange peppers to my Greek pasta salad. Once at the top, we were quite aware there was a steep drop off. I have to imagine for some reason this is not obvious to some folks, therefore this sign was placed. Along a portion of the larch lined trail we could see Lake Louise ski hill off in the distance. No doubt in a month or so, it will be covered with snow and skiers. What a gorgeous color Lake Louise was today. It takes just the right lighting to turn it turquoise. As I stood on top of Mount Fairview today, I could see across high above the lake to a mountain I had been on top a couple of months back.
Our summit visit was quick! I was decked out in three layers, gloves and hat yet still felt the wind nip and bite. We maneuvered down the steep, rocky trail to the valley below where we snacked, removed a layer, chit-chatted then carried on through the trail lined in orange trees. The weather had turned, not for the better, boy was our timing notch on. The canoes were off the lake where the water was turning rough with a backdrop of wind sweeping across the glacier at the far end.
We paid a visit to the pub in the Chateau for a pint before calling it a day. Mine was a grasshopper. Then it was time to hop on out of there and hit the highway to home. But not before one last shot to go towards helping to remember today!