BEAUTY CREEK

90 MAXIMUM. The sign, posted in Kilometers, allows motorists to traverse Alberta's Icefields Parkway at approximately 55 miles per hour. This stretch of road, featuring rugged peaks, waterfalls, glaciers, lakes, and white water, defines the Canadian Rockies. Contributing to the magnificence, surrounded by dramatic peaks, is a depression in a wooded slope. A small creek … Continue reading BEAUTY CREEK

LAKE AGNES CHAPTER TWO

The trail is short, almost nonexistent; its lack of definition indicating the solitude offered by this nook in the Rockies. By walking on rocks when I can, the faint trail when I can’t, I avoid disturbing the meadow more than my presence requires. Time in this setting, time in similar settings allows me to recognize … Continue reading LAKE AGNES CHAPTER TWO

LAKE AGNES CHAPTER ONE

Few venture into this cirque, I have been alone on every visit. A not too distant headwall, a narrow valley and steep cliffs define the small glacier that once lived here; my walk through its legacy will take me to the headwall, to its birthplace. A cooling planet allowed snow to accumulate, compact into ice. … Continue reading LAKE AGNES CHAPTER ONE

Moraine Lake

My brief time on this planet, the perspective granted by my short life, moves the patience required for the birth of this lake beyond my imagination—in this instance, my understanding exceeds my imagination. Shaped by a mass of ice that bulldozed its way through this rock, perfected by the brush of more subtle erosive forces, … Continue reading Moraine Lake

Trail of the Cedars

Glacier is a hiking park, it is a place that overwhelms and envelopes anyone willing to wander from the road and expend the energy required to place one foot in front of another. Your feet become an afterthought, your eyes move you forward. Your senses control your pace as you surrender to the sculptured landscape … Continue reading Trail of the Cedars

SOUTH KAIBAB TRAIL

With each step, I am closer to the river, farther from the rim. The drumbeat of my feet marking my progress, my heartbeat not yet matching my pace. In their own way, each marking my progress through time. I’ve been here before, I’ve done this before, the rhythm is steady. The rising sun reveals diminishing … Continue reading SOUTH KAIBAB TRAIL