Early morning on the Wapta Icefields
Well my true nature has once again reared it's lazy head, leading me to forgo writing anything for some time. For anyone who actually stops in to this site (really just my Mom - isn't that why everyone keeps a blog... To keep their Mom's apprised), I apologize. Don't worry Mom! I'm okay. Yes, I'm eating well. No, I'm not doing anything dangerous. Yes, my health is good. Yes, I'm wearing a sweater.
Truth is that September has been a busy month with guiding work from Blackcomb Peak and Cerise Creek on the West Coast to the Wapta Icefields and Lake Ohara in the Rockies. Of course it would have been nice to be doing a little more locking-off than rest-stepping, but such is the way of the guiding life.
Early morning above Lake Ohara.
A student from the College of The Rockies leading a rope-team below St. Nik. A truly terrifying experience for the guide.
Amazing how the Wapta Icefields could almost be mistaken for the Patagonia Icecap.
Jason B out for a stroll above Lake Ohara. What you don't see are the 12 raging high school kids chomping at his heels.
Lake Ohara in the Fall.
The Coast Range from the 7th Heaven Chairlift on Blackcomb Peak.