The best mornings are the ones where its peaceful and quiet. I wandered over to a waterfall and found myself to be the only one there. I brought Hemingway, and read a little. But, sometimes the best is when you really don't have to think. You're just kind of there enjoying your surroundings, breathing the air. Really taking good breaths. Sometimes in life, I feel like we forget to enjoy the amazing world we live in.
Anyway, today was a good day.
I headed onward toward Banff, and stopped in Revelstoke to meet up with a guy from Mountain Project. His name was Bret. Before I climbed the grand wall last week, I was looking up some information on the climb and stumbled upon this youtube video of a guy falling before he clipped the chains the Sword Pitch. I later found out that Bret was the guy! What a small world. The climbing community is seeming more and more like the little animation world. Everyone knows everyone, and its somewhat common to run into someone who knows the guy you climbed with a week ago. Brett gave me some beta on where to camp, and
found myself at a beautiful campground, Illecillewaet, in Glacier National Park (Canada). Although the campground was full, I managed to find a spot to park my car for the night.
