Here’s a tiny piece of the trail, in piano.
Here’s a short, sweet, lacking-in-some-ways-but-we-won’t-ever-tell-Sail-that-because-she-might-cry-or-something northbound IAT NB trail guide.
Fine, alright. Here’s what Mt. Carleton looked like the next morning:
First please, we should establish that probably the only reason I like winter hiking is because I forget how cold it is during the winter. Second, I forget because I am dumb. Third…
In which we finish much science, then saunter over into good Canadia for a while, yissss
Canada is great. At first, I was expecting the igloos to be very cold; but as it turns out, the Canadians have a good thing going up here. Who knew ice houses could be so warm??