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Published: October 16th 2016
The crisp air at Moraine Lake was belied by the fall yellow sunshine. Our ascent through the woodland trees brought us in and out of shade. The sun’s warmth and our vigorous steady uphill climb had us shedding jackets after only ten minutes.
Mushrooms abounded. The moisture this year has sustained the undergrowth in almost spring-like condition – except that the fall colours are shining through the evergreen forest. Fireweed has shed its flaming flowers, and now the leaves are almost as bright, all-be-it fading to tones of brown in the meadows. In one clearing a grouse hen and a couple of youngsters pecked at the grasses, tiny ripe berries and nutritious seeds. A (related?) male grouse was quite a distance away and was equally disdainful of the danger of our presence – which wasn’t dangerous at all, of course.
As we turned onto the mountainside path to Eiffel Lake, the sun fell full on our faces – almost a return to summer. Glimpses of the aquamarine Moraine Lake far below delighted our eyes. More majestic was the naturally sculpted grey rock of the moraine itself. Looking back towards the lake, the “flow” of rock carried memories of floods
recent and in historic times.
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