In July, my hubby and I went on an adventure. It was cold, wet and tiring but an adventure nonetheless.
At the beginning of summer I wanted to take a road trip to Oregon to see my bestie, my travel buddy, from France. You may remember reading about the times I had with Alandra or you may not. But we got really close that year in France and I hadn't seen her since we parted ways that tearful day at the airport.
Unfortunately that road trip wasn't able to become a reality and I was heartbroken. So as I consolation prize, Bradley took me back-country camping in Waterton.
As soon as we parked the car I swear it started raining. We hopped on our bikes with our packs that probably weighed as much as I do.
Since we couldn't start until after work at 5:30 we literally were racing the setting sun.
It was an 8 point something km incline and we DID NOT stay on our bikes the whole time. I think I walked half the time. I am not complaining though, it was an adventure.
We got to snowshoe cabin with sunlight to spare and a new burst of energy.
This was our 5 star accommodation equipped with a built in clothesline.
We saw some beautiful sites that made me appreciate nature.
And some sites that made me respect nature... (Luckily that is the only part of the bear that we saw)
Bringing the bikes was worth it even if it was just for the ride back. It took us less than an hour to ride downhill to the Red Canyon packing lot. We spent the hot afternoon walking through the icy water in the canyon to cool down. We even had time to go to a temple session after we cleaned up. I often forget how much I like being away from people and disconnecting from the world, so those 2 days were great to realign myself with nature and God.