Castle Mountain at 6:15 am.

When I ventured out from our hostel two hours earlier, the stars over Castle Mountain filled the sky.

For the time I have before heading out to Lake Louise, I thought I would take take my camera for a walk.

The 9:24 am Special

The sound of an approaching train echoing through the valley is a very common sound, and for me, my most favourite of sounds.

Disappearing in a Cloud of Snow

This slow-developing sunrise has given me and my camera the opportunity to look around and enjoy the highlighted moments.

My fingers are beginning to feel pretty numb and so it is time to make a left turn and head back to the hostel. Besides, it won't be long before I head out and give Lake Louise another go, and I'm thinkin' it will be a sunny one today.

Some parking lot duties before Marjorie is set to go.

The Bow Valley Parkway

Heading west along the parkway towards Lake Louise.

The Gauntlet

Walking down from the Louise parking lot, this string of dangling icicles is difficult to just pass by.

At Lakes End

The snow covered peaks of Mount Victoria overlooking the lake are very visible today.

Compared to yesterday, today's bright conditions give a much needed sparkle to the sculptures.

Unlike yesterday, today there is a cost to view the sculptures up close, and so I'm choosing to shoot from the other side of the fence this day.

Before heading back to the car, I ventured out amongst the crowd.

Chateau Lake Louise

The Good Ole Hockey Game

Hockey Lake Louise style.

Although Lake Louise has seen the last of the sun rays for this day, it is only a quarter past one o'clock. However that is time enough for us to head back towards the hostel.

Yesterday a snow plough hit the top of this bridge, and vehicles were not allowed to pass over it until a structural engineer said the damage was not severe enough to close the bridge down. That is a good thing because if people were not allowed to pass over, it would be a forty-minute commute to enter from another direction.

The snow plough driver left his dumper up--and wacko!

Heading back towards the hostel from our bridge inspection.

Once back at the hostel, I laced up my snowshoes and took a wander through the trees until potluck time.

I watched this little fella wander around for a few moments before I wandered off myself.

Railway and Ski Tracks

In an hour plus some more minutes, it will be time to eat. That's just enough time for me to head back, get a welcoming warm shower, pop a wine cork, and settle into social hour.

See you inside.

randy