I was reading through a national Geographic from 1973 that I found in the school today and came a cross an article about the Canadian Rockies. I have never been to the Canadian Rockies, nevermind climbed or hiked in them but this article had one particular piece that caught my attention and set my memory working overtime. It really sent me back to many of the walks and evenings I have spent in the mountains and it really nails the reasons why I love them so much.
The colours int he fading light, the feeling of open space, the nature and most of all the ease with which complete strangers complete great friends in the mouontains. Almost everytime I hike or venture in nature I meet someone or a group of people who leave an impress.
"Across the ranges the western sky exploded in oranges and purples. The lowering sun hoisted shadows, stealing away the landscape.First the valleys went, then the walls of matted conifers, then the glaciers.
Only the tips of the peaks held day´s light as another hiker joined us- a Swiss woman in her twenties, sun bronzed and pigtailed. The spectacle of mountains putting on nightclothes, inspired her to hum a song she had sung around campfires in the Alps. As the peaks darkened, no world existed for any of us save the pure, grand, remote, abiding, enchanted world of mountains." Mike W. Edwards, National Geographic, 1973.
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