Happy Valentine’s Day!
Last night, we went to bed at 9:00pm and woke up at 4:50am. What a bunch of losers, right? Well, these losers went to bask in the beauty of Lake Louise.
Here are the tales from our adventure:
We engaged in a 2 hour scenic snowshoeing tour. The tour started with a 14 minute ride in a gondola up the mountain. It was absolutely gorgeous. When we got to the top, we put on our snowshoes and started our hike. Hiking on top of the mountain was incredible as we got to see everything. We saw snowshoe hare footprints and potentially lynx footprints. We stopped for hot chocolate and a snack. After more exploring, we made our way back down the mountain.
On our way to the actual lake, we encountered some traffic. But, it was the most beautiful traffic ever. It was the only time Patrick was able to stop and just stare at the mountains.
Lake Louise is breathtaking. Our only disappoint was that we couldn’t take a picture good enough to show how beautiful it really is. There was no place we could stand to get a shot of all the mountains and the lake. Our best bet was to rent a room with a view at the Fairmont Chateau – which, we did not.
We did a hike up to the Fairmont lookout. When we say UP, we mean way up and way vertical. It was a literal 2 km climb in deep snow. Luckily, the path was mostly packed down. However, we had fun coming down. We slid all the way down in our snowpants.
We saw people snowshoeing, cross country skiing, walking, and skating on the lake. There were 8 skating rinks on the lake. I was really wishing I had brought my skates. We decided to go for a walk on the ice. They had a separate pathway for skiers and walkers.
We enjoyed the walk very much. We walked hand in hand listening to the sounds of birds and people murmuring, and looking at the mountains and frozen, snowy lake in front of us. Slowly, the sound and sight of people disappeared. We realized that we had walked so far from everyone and everything, which was completely okay with us. It was just us and Lake Louise. At this point we were a little past the halfway point of the lake. If only we had a tripod to capture this moment.
We decided to venture onwards and explore the rest of the lake. Within 10 steps I noticed that the snow was getting a lot slushier. By the 13th step, we were stepping in puddles.
Before taking another step, I turned to Patrick and said, in a worried tone, “uhhh…the snow is getting really watery. Maybe we should turn back.” Patrick took my worried-ness for laziness, and gave me a pat on the back.
He decided to take the lead and stepped in front of me. He took 2 steps forward. He took a 3rd step and his foot went completely through the ice. With a terrifying look on his face, he quickly took a step towards me. His foot went right into the ice again! In that brief moment we saw just how blue the water was underneath. As beautiful as it was, I was not prepared to swim in it. Quick on his feet, Patrick stumbled towards me and said, “yeah, we need to turn back.” I nearly ran back. Needless to say, Patrick was stuck in wet socks for the remainder of the day.