This past Saturday, July 4, Tammy and I, along once again with friends John and Rebecca, decided to declare our own independance from the Stampede, and headed out for a hike in Kananaskis. As we travelled south from the Trans Canada down highway 40 through Kananaskis, the skies were looking dark and brooding. However, as we turned northwest onto the Smith Dorien road, things began to look better. When we reached our destination, the trailhead to Chester Lake, the sun was bright and warm.
As we strode up the refurbished trail, we paused occasionally to enjoy the flora (here some heather blooms), the scenery, and some oxygen.
In about 80 minutes, the just-past-prime meadows of glacier lilies greeted us, and soon after, Chester Lake itself.
We proceeded to find a very suitable picnic spot, content to enjoy the view and our lunch.
Satisfied, we began our trek back down the trail. Yola, however, had some unfinished business to deal with - the incessant squeaking of the pikas (similar to chubby ground squirrels). I think her dirt smudged smile says it all.
Her work done, Yola quenched her thirst in a refreshingly ice cold creek on the way down. Once back at John's vehicle, we followed the Smith Dorien into Canmore, for a (well?) earned beverage and some pub grub.
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