Fox Lake November 26 2016

I have been longing to frolic and kick up snow in a winter wonderland!  For the past couple of weeks, I watched the weather much closer than I normally do, wishing and hoping and praying for snowfall accumulations.  While that sweet white gold has been scarce in some locations, in others it was looking quite plentiful.  That plentiful location that we rallied together to get to would be Fox Lake. 

We arrived at the Elk Pass parking lot pleasantly surprised to see an abundance of snow, so much so that we donned our snowshoes right from the start.  The further up and further in we went, the levels of white gold were deeper and sweeter.  There were no X-C Ski tracks, no skiers, just us.

peeking through the trees to the Continental Divide

We arrived at the border between Alberta and British Columbia.  Along the way we experienced some serious trail breaking and we shared that duty amongst us.  We still had 0.7 kms to go but we already knew at this point that Fox Lake would be divine.

The signs showed us the way.

view on our way to Fox Lake

We arrived at Fox Lake and found a lovely spot to settle down to dine.  

The sun shone on us and the wind was not worth mentioning.  

After fueling up, it was play time.  I warned everyone that today would be all about embracing the snow.  A few are knowledgeable with what that means, others found out for the first time and they took hold and joined right in like experts.

embracing the snow

After spending some of our energy, we used the rest to begin our snowshoe trek back the way we came.  We happily marched along in the track we already made.  Fox Lake holds a special place in my heart.  I stayed back a few minutes on my own to have a moment on my own.

I took one last look back.

I did not see the hug in the corner when I took the photo.

I saw it when I downloaded my photos at home and it melted my heart.

Yes, I know you were there with me Ian, I felt your embrace! 

working our way back through a meadow 

Back at the intersection by Patterson, a few of us snowshoed up the hill to have a look.  There was another meadow that looked inviting but we needed to return to the others and get on with our day.   

The only thing ahead of us now was making our way back to the parking lot.  We kept to the side now as we saw ski tracks and thought there could be others coming or going somewhere along the way.  As it turned out, we saw only three skiers at the very end of our.

I was thrilled with how our first snowshoe trek of the season turned out.  

Sharing a day with friends who are on the same page as me is wonderful.

Thank you for today!