The third and last day of our hike back out found the sun greeting us a dawn. As we had begun this journey, so it seemed to be ending; glorious sunshine to warm you us right to the core. Add to that a wind that pushed at our backs, and it was a recipe for a perfect day of hiking. That is until about noon, when the cloud moved right back in and covered the sky once again. But at least it didn"™t rain. During the hike I reflected upon the privilege it has been to explore this majestic part of...

At last it was time to begin our hike back out of the park. But the morning light delayed that by a few hours. Though it was still mostly overcast, enough light poked through here and there to pull some colour out of the rocks, and so I ran in the opposite direction to begin a painting from a scene that I had hiked past a couple of times in the previous days. Upon returning to camp at around 2pm, I felt ready to go. That was until I loaded my full pack on my back again. You see, during the...

Woke up to a promising day. Conditions were clear enough to warrant a second try at seeing Mount Thor from the north side perspective, so Marten and I began hiking back up the Weasel River Valley. After a few kilometers that included the requisite river crossings, we got to a place where I felt I could drop my pack and look around for a place to set my easel. I felt that I was close to being "in the zone". But 2 hours later, after climbing the valley walls a ways, and checking views from behind what seemed like every...