Requirement 32 | BOULTON CREEK TH TO SUNSHINE VILLAGE / BANFF / CANMORE
Day 125, 17.8 miles.
This morning, Mon and Zoe took me back to the road and on the way I saw my first four Grizzlies from the safety of his car: a local mother named the Duchess and his three one -year puppies. Today I got into the high rocks of Canada in the Northover Ridge alternative. I was going up to the alpine at the end of the afternoon. When I started the last push to the crest, I met a man on his way down. «Are you going up now?» He made fun. «Good luck. «I don’t need to tell him what age or demographic this man already knows. I felt that I could understand more about my ability than me, but I also felt the need to share that judgment. Handling in the backcountry. No, you are worried about her because your predetermined assumption is that she I can’t do it. Then, before saying something, think about it. Honestly, given the excess of confidence that men tend to exhibit, they should probably be more concerned about them.
Day 126, 20.7 miles.
I almost stepped on at least four toads today. I moved them out of the way and also took the opportunity to admire how they swell when they are scared and all camouflage patterns on their backs. I like to talk to them. People assume that if I don’t see anyone here, I am totally silent. No, I am speaking out loud with all the creatures and myself, and also calling from time to time for the bears to know that I am there. Towards the end of the day I could also see three beavers hanging out for their work. It is surprising to me, the diversity of beings that coexist in the same place, each has developed a different way of adapting to the requirements there. How beautiful that each one evolved our own approach to the same problems presented to all living beings: how do you survive and continue? In Canada so far I have been seeing many interesting fungi. If I say that something «extends like a fungus», it seems that something bad is happening. We have a negative association with that word. But in reality the fungus is good. The fungus makes food out of what we believe is left. What we believe is useless or even toxic. Where would the world be fungal? Today I crossed from BC to Alberta and entered the Banff National Park. I do not know how Canada decides what a national park is in front of a provincial park, because so far everything has seemed worthy of national park status. In particular, Canada calls them to the South Rockies, which is fun for me as an American because I definitely think of these like the North Rockies. Everything is relative.
Day 127, 21.8 miles.
Canada seems to be only more and more impressive. I spent most of the day in the Banff National Park field in Alberta and then crossed to the Assiniboine Provincial Park in BC, on the provincial division, which follows the US division exactly until almost the end of this path. Wonder Pass was so beautiful that I stopped my music out of respect for the landscape. Early on the day I went to see the great spring for which the camp is named and I was impressed to see so much clear water that came out of the rock. The earth gives us a lot. It takes care of us so well. And yet we do such a poor job when protecting it. I find it totally stunned and myopic because none of this is disconnected. We throw toxins in the air, recover the toxins. The scale and frequency of natural disasters continue to increase. Why do we call it a natural disaster when there is nothing natural? She tells us that she is sick and that we are not listening. We try to control symptoms. We tell ourselves that we should recycle because we do not want to admit that it is really that there is something fundamentally incorrect in our relationship with the earth, that is the problem. Every year we talk about numbers. Economic growth and the stock market and GDP. Every year, every quarter there must be more. More and more. How can you maintain unlimited growth on a planet that is finite? The Earth’s time scale is not measured in a fiscal year. The land is 13 billion years old, and in 70 years we have destroyed its balance. In 70 years we have brought it to the edge of destruction. Because nothing is infinite, nothing is eternal. Only the cycle is. Even the mountains, as they seem, are not static. Remove everything, turn everything into money, and there will be nothing left. Money cannot buy backward time. Money cannot buy old growth forests. The money cannot buy glaciers that melt. The money cannot buy the coasts of the back lost by the rising waters. Money cannot reject temperature on Earth. The money is temporary. Money is imaginary, something we collectively believe in existence. I am not naive. I know that money has real value. In fact, we will only need more and more money to fix the disaster we did. We will discover that there is nothing more valuable and, therefore, more expensive than preserving the miracle that is this planet. We will say that, for the price of $ 30,683 billion, we install 1,874 million acres of old growth forest. We will build 953 new glaciers. We will freeze 621 billion ocean gallons in the Arctic. We will download the genes of the 77,826 species of animals and plants that we are losing. Because we are the biblical flood; We are the invasive species. We are the predators of the apex with nothing to fear but ourselves. We do not have the humility of accepting our own limitations. In the world there is winter. In the world there is death. And that comes the renewal. It cannot be infinitely in spring.
Day 128, 9.4 Miles from Canmore through Sunshine Village.
In the debate of mountains or beaches, you know that I will always put myself on the side of the mountains. But today it was like having a beach in the mountains. I had a couple of extra hours before having to enter the city today, so I spent it in a Alpine lake. I just wanted to be out of the range of cells a little more and be in my own peace. This is my first Alpine Lake swimming this year because I have not felt that I could afford to take that kind of time. But I am in the last 500 miles that I will walk this year and I know it will be a blink. So I went to take a dip here and lay in the sun and made a little meditation. When I returned to the road, I met a older couple called Barb and Jim who are on the same paths that I am walking. Barb is celebrating his 76th birthday today. I see many older men of excursion, but I rarely see older women, so I was happy to chat with her. They picked me up from the gondola for two locale locals who also walked the PCT in the same year I made, the fire of the garbage container and the field marshal. They entered to receive me when I was late and my original plan to meet my friend Napolitan failed. Napolitan had walked with my PCT hiking companion, Lotto, in the desert early, and then we find her out of Etna. She was very good to understand all the changes in my plan since 111 in East Glacier and bought my refueling and left it in the house of Quarterback and garbage container. I went out with his Olive dog, did my homework and went to the second -hand store to collect another pair of leggings since mine did not arrive in Waterton in time due to delays in customs. The most important thing is that I could use the Shorts field marshal finished the PCT while my clothes were in the washing. I am clean, fed and dry. And I can stay like this tomorrow for my zero.
Day 129, Zero Miles in Canmore.
I have spent all my rest time in the city by updating with the edition. So, as soon as I finished my homework, I went to be a tourist. I spent the morning patching ridiculous wear on my shorts so that they can resist a few more weeks, and made a small edition, but mostly I wanted to turn off both my brain and my body for a day. I went out to be a tourist. I always feel a little guilty spending a beautiful day, not walking, but I really tried to reject the volume of that thought. I walked through the city, I got some food, including a beaver tail that realized what Canadians call what Americans call an ‘elephant ear’. He brought me back to the memories of going to state fairs as a child. I also spent a lot of time in a local bookstore enchanting all the titles and leafing through the many who caught my attention. This bookstore really spoke with my atmosphere. When I returned, I did a lot of stretching and deployment. Quarterback and garbage container are resistance athletes. The garbage container has just finished a triathlon a week ago and the quartback ran a 100K race (60 miles). Therefore, they have many recovery things such as massage guns and foam rollers. This will be my last zero on the path. I will return tomorrow.
A lake swim before entering Banff
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