September 28, 2009

Canadian Fall

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.

Man down.

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.

September 01, 2009

More Rockies

Morning on the Icefields Parkway.

Shortly after I made the last post about Winter settling in to the Rockies, the clouds disappeared, the sun came out and the weather split. Of course, I've been working way too much to take advantage of the splitter conditions, but really, that's probably a good thing since it gives me a legitimate excuse not to epic in the alpine on my few days off. Instead, I've become a crag rat (and not very good one since I still manage to fall off almost every climb I try). My friend Ben even said something the other day - after I got annihilated on a pitch at the Back of the Lake - that sounded a lot like, "Nice try man. You gave that a solid 85% effort." Arrrrrgh, the truth hurts.

The mighty Athabascahorn.

Crossing the Boundary Glacier to reach A2.

A close up of the dots in the previous photo.

This is one hole you don't want to mess with. A millwell on the Peyto Glacier, Wapta Icefields. One minute I'm telling my clients not to get near this thing, and the next minute I'm jumping over the gaping maw and shooting this photo mid-flight.

And another morning on the Icefields Parkway. Honestly, after waking up too many times at 2am, this vista loses some of its appeal.

This vista on the other hand is always good for a chuckle. I found this recently in the logbook at the Peyto Hut on the Wapta Icefields. The detail is fantastic but what are these guys saying about Telemarkers?

And more from the same artiste. I believe that these works will be going on a Canada wide tour in the coming year.