But… wha? It was so nice last weekend! It’s still August – that’s supposed to be Summer. Isn’t it?
So, it’s snowing today apparently. Umm, so I guess I’m not going climbing. Maybe I’ll go for a bike ride in the snow? I hear that’s possible.
EDIT. 8.30am, still snowing.
EDIT2. 11.00am, still snowing.
Last weekend was lovely and sunny and warm, so I was out stocking up on Vitamin D for the Winter. And climbing, and jumping into lakes, and scrambling up small mountains.
I’m not the bearded one in the water, this is just to demonstrate the fact that it really was warm. This is Lake Minnewanka, a glacial lake that probably isn’t pronounced how you’re thinking it’s pronounced, and that’s Mt Rundle hanging out in the background.
It seems like the sun has cut down on it’s visiting hours considerably over the last fortnight. Suddenly we’re getting up in the dark, and walking to catch the bus along murky streets lit sporadically by street lamps, with silhouettes of mountains hanging in the gloom on either side of the valley. And it’s actually dark when going to bed at 10pm now. It might be warm for a few weeks more, but Summer is on its way out. By the time we get back from our visit to Australia (September 23rd to October 12th), no doubt it will be cold and rainy and snowy and generally a bit unpleasant until it gets cold enough for the snow to start building up properly.
Daisies down Highway 93, near the border of Banff and Kootenay National Parks
Mum is here at the moment, so we’ve been touristing around through all the National Parks that surround us here in Canmore.
The falls at Marble Canyon
News to any arsonists – the Mt Buller fire spotting hut is not manned around sunset. Prime time to burn down more alpine forests (please don’t).
Also, I’d like to put in an order for lots of snow this year, and a really long snow season. Mountain biking around a hot and dusty Mt Buller was rather depressing. The ski lifts just looked so sad and pointless (except perhaps the one with mountain bikers coming up on it). My telemark skis are sitting in the corner of my room, also looking sad and pointless. Please bring snow, oh great Flying Spaghetti Monster.
On one of the hot days between Christmas and New Years (40oC+), we were in a pool, along with a cat and a body board.
