
I flipped the lights on and shook my mom. “Wake up!” I whispered, trying to get her attention without startling her. She slowly opened her eyes, squinting in the dim light of the hotel bedroom. “What?” she muttered. “The clouds are clearing. We need to go,” I said urgently. Somehow, we were all in the…
September 5, 2014 / No Comment / Read More

In my travels, I’ve always seemed to gravitate towards glaciers. If there’s an activity on or near a glacier, I’m there. I don’t know if it’s because the icy, harsh environment is so different from the one I am so used to (having spent most of my life living in the sub-tropical climates of Houston,…
August 23, 2014 / No Comment / Read More

Soaring mountaintops with hidden valleys filled with the unimaginably large icefields. Wide valleys filled with glacier-ground rocks and turquoise rivers rushing towards the next waterfall. Pine trees as far as the eye can see. All of these things are synonymous with Alberta’s Highway 93, which I’ll go out on a limb and say is one…
June 12, 2014 / No Comment / Read More

On Alberta’s Icefields Parkway, there is evidence of the eponymous icefields everywhere. If you can’t see a glacier perched precariously on a mountaintop, you’re sure to be able to see a glacier-fed river following the road or a brilliantly-coloured lake filling up the next valley over. It’s not surprising that travel publications like National Geographic…
August 21, 2013 / No Comment / Read More
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