I know it was a good day in the sub-alpine today. How? I have 71 photos – and those are just the ones I kept. I actually shot 91!

Yup – a good day. Mount Drabble has always been a beauty – all the way up, from either side, you pass dozens and dozens of tarns. We opted for the west side, which avoids Wood Mountain (thankfully) and is a shorter and prettier hike. But then, once at the top, we also had time to drop down just a bit and visit some of those beautiful east side tarns.

We had sun and then mist and then sun – warm temperatures and a beauty of a day with 12 super people including Matthews 6-year-old son, Hemingway who did an awesome job. Heck, he even led the group at a couple of points.

I suspect he was born hiking and will be climbing Everest by the time he’s 10.

It was also wonderful to re-connect with Wendy – one of my favourite people to hike with. Ever!

And yes, I also thought about Simon – it would have been our anniversary. And I thought of him with love, not longing, and all I know is that I want him to be surrounded by joy and love.

And I thought about Mike and felt deep, beautiful love.

And I came home to a hot shower and the pure delight of going over all my photos – living the hike twice.

I feel blessed.