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Nestled up in the Rocky Mountains of British Columbia is Mount Robson Park. The parks namesake peak is the highest in the Canadian Rockies at 3954 metres.
Our son Davids' 6'5" frame is dwarved by Mount Robson. This was taken in the second week of August on our way home from visiting our niece, Kayla.The enormity of this mountain can't be captured in a photo. When you stand looking up at it, the view is absolutely breathtaking. Even David thought so, and not much impresses him.
"On every side the snowy heads of mighty hills crowded round, whilst, immediately behind us, a giant among giants, and immeasurably supreme, rose Robson's Peak" ( Milton and Cheadle, 1865) Lord Milton and Cheadle published jointly several accounts of their journey, but The North-West Passage by Land was the most successful.
The striations of different layers of rock, visible to the naked eye, show the passage of time. Each horizontal strip of sediment indicating its own specific time in evolution. Every time you touch a rock, do you think about how many millions of years old it is? Here, Heidi and Andrew seem to be contemplating that very thing!!!
This picture was taken just last week, also at mount Robson. This is Keith with his Sister in Law, Angela and her children. They took this on their way home from visiting Kayla. They were lucky enough to get there on a day free of any clouds, so got an awsome view of the Mountain
It seems that we are always just passing through. One day I would love to have time to explore this area a bit more leisurely. Who knows, maybe next year!
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