Lightning Strike

There were supposed to be three of us but at the last minute Karleigh dropped out and just Ben and I drove to Kootenay Pass and snowshoed up Lightning Strike.

We chose to take an up-track very near the road. I was pretty sure it was the one Krista and I had followed down. If so, we could make the trip a very nice circuit – and that’s exactly what we did.

Partway up I found a pair of sunglasses lying in the middle of the trail. Ben put them in my pack and we continued on, hoping we’d find the owner on such a sunny day. About 10 minutes later we saw a group of three skiers ahead of us. We called out hellos and one of them said, “Did you by any chance find a pair of sunglasses?”

“We have them!” I shouted back.

That was the easiest standing ovation I ever got in my life (Maybe the only one but then, I haven’t been keeping track.).

The man who’d lost them was so grateful he’d been spared from snow blindness. But I’m sure I felt even better than he did – such a little thing to do to bring such joy.

And then, right near the top, the place where there is a sheer cliff to the right of the track, that’s where the skiers dropped off. Frankly, I found it hard to believe. Honestly, I am not exaggerating when I say it was as close to 90 degrees as you can get. And they went down there. I’d call it a triple black diamond run but I think even that understates the case.

What I mean is, Holy cow!

At any rate, we had a fast snack up there because it was madly windy – windy enough I had to ask Ben to hold on to me while I took a couple of photos. And then we hoofed it down to the cabin, peeling off layers and finally having lunch on the porch, soaking up the sun.

On the way back we saw a pine marten – really good views. The marten was just wandering blissfully, ignoring our presence.

So cool!

And all of that made it a very good day indeed.

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