By the time we had made our way south back to the
Canadian Rockies it was July - mid summer and the perfect time for
alpine trekking. Armed with our backcountry permits we set out
with our home on our backs into Kootenay National Park and The
Rockwall. On the way we gorged on wild strawberries (keeping a
lookout for berry hungry bears of course) and were treated to a
feast of wild flowers. At times entire valleys were filled
with the heady scent of wild blooms which ranged from the rare
orchid to the prolific mountain forget-me-not.
Summer is also the time for high level mountain biking and after
brushing up our skills on the Moonraker single track trails near
Golden we headed for the 'epic' Keystone Standard Basin Trail above
Revelstoke. Epic it truly was. Kayaking in the fast
glacial waters of the sunny French Alps feels safe compared to the
dark grey skies and brown waters of South Wales. The
same phenomenon is not true for mountain biking here however.
The carpet of soft flowers on either side of the trail waiting
to break our falls did nothing to relieve our nerves and we returned
to our tent well after dark nursing a broken bike and several
suspected rib fractures. Was that singed heals too from
scuttling down the mountain ahead of the oncoming lightning
storm?