After about an hour and a half on the road from Many Glacier, dodging the considerable numbers of monumental cow-piles on Chief Mountain highway, we arrived at Waterton, Canada. The town itself is tiny, nestled in a windy little spot on the water surrounded by mountains. The lodge we stayed at has gale force winds no matter what the weather - even the birds seemed to struggle to fly correctly with the wind constantly buffeting them.
My boyfriend, being the in-shape, full-of-energy, and sprightly person that he is, suggested we embark on a "moderately strenuous" (but quick!) all-uphill hike behind the Waterton visitor center. I discovered very quickly that it is only quick when you're in shape, full of energy and sprightly like my boyfriend. But if you have even a little junk in your trunk, have been cheating on your 30 minute every-other-day TV workouts, and have eaten too many flaming hot Cheetohs and Nacho cheese Cornnuts in the car, beware. It's rough.
See that cutie - he's a baby! I know that because a second before I caught him following his slightly larger mama through the brush. She ran away and he stayed behind, perched on this rock, staring at us. :)
I must say the view from the top was worth it:
And it might have been even more picturesque if I hadn't been wheezing like an old geezer. :) Here's something weird about me that may surprise you when you read my next post - scrambling around on sheer cliff edges doesn't scare me. I have a very odd fear of heights in some situations but strangely, I'm fine on hikes like this...
See that dark green spot at the bottom of the mountain? If you have binoculars with you, you can actually watch grizzlies foraging for food there. On our way back, we saw plenty of deer and the cutest small black bear crossing the road, as relaxed as can be:
Yeah, I know that picture's not very exciting, but it's the best we could get from our car window. I wasn't going to be a bozo like the other people who stopped near us, got out of their cars, and chased him into the brush with their cameras. Seriously. Sometimes when bears attack, there's a very good reason.
And just because I'm curious - how many of you have ever seen a bear in the wild? I think it would scare the bejeesus out of me if I saw one on a trail... :)