Hiking on the highest mountain in the Rockies, Mount Robson replaced a dream of mine. I am not a climber, I want to see it, enjoy its splendour and feel it beneath my feet. I could not get near Mt Logan, so I scratched it off the bucket list and added Mount Robson.
The morning we arrived in Mount Robson National Park, the rain clouds covered the entire mountain. Scrambling to the visitors centre, I quickly looked for the weather forecast. Rain: all day. My heart sank. Could we stay one more day? The weatherman promised clearing skies.
We found a campsite and spent the rainy day watching the salmon jumping at Rearguard Falls.
The morning greeted us with blue skies. A Mule Deer standing at our campsite ensured me this was the day.
The forest opened up to give us a glimpse of the majestic mountain. The peak still covered in white clouds.
Beautiful Kinney Lake is fed by the many glaciers of the nearby mountains.
At the far end of Kinney Lake, the trail divides. The hiking trail pointed west, the horse trail toward my mountain. The decision to follow the horse trail was the turning point. It followed the rocky stream bed, higher and higher.
The warm sun and the feel of the mountain beneath my feet was intoxicating. My feet moved over the rocks as if they had wings. I could see the powerful mountain, there were no trees to block my view. I am here. I am on Mount Robson. My heart was singing.
Suddenly my eyes were wide open. There before me I saw a small glacier. I climbed on the ice and explored. There were some crevices, some caves.
I knew John was waiting for me, so I reluctantly said farewell and thank you to the mountain which gave me this wonderful moment and added a bonus to my bucket list.
- Mountain Beauty – Mount Robson, Canada (travelpod.com)
- A hole in my bucket list (maggielr.wordpress.com)