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After much fretting and gnashing of teeth over the weather as the forecast changed every five minutes for the last few days leading up to this event, the decision was made to go ahead with Sulphur Mountain. Eight of us set out for what turned out to be a pretty good hike today. We hardly got rained on at all - it was overcast, and it rained a bit once we got to the top and were warm and toasty in the observation cafeteria, then it cleared again until we were back warm and toasty in our vehicles. Four of the group zoomed to the top in one hour fourty five minutes, and the rest of us dawdled up in two hours. The big mystery came when an unknown fellow traveling alone down the trail passed us... the encounter went as follows: Fellow: hi Matt: hi Fellow: hi Iren: hi Fellow: hi Rhonda: hi Fellow: bonjourno!! Jacqueline: bonjourno!! a five-minute conversation in Italian ensued. Us other three decided that Jak must know this guy from another hiking club or something. Once she re-joined us, the mystery began... she had never seen the guy before. So, how on earth did he know that she is fluent in Italian. We inspected her closely for signs and tattoos that said "Please Speak to me in Italian", but we couldn't find any. We speculated that perhaps he'd seen/met her before and she didn't remember; maybe he'd found her through a search for Italian artists... long shots, all, but we couldn't come up with any other explanation. The mystery came to a screeching, and somewhat mundane, conclusion when we reached the top and Mark asked "So, did you talk to the Italian guy?". Well, of COURSE, Mark had met the guy at the top, and told him that one of our party still on the way up was fluent in Italian. So, properly reunited with the rest of our group we relaxed, ate some snacks (everybody tried my Indian trail mix) and some of us sinned with some hot chocolate. Shortly, Steve's group of five joined us. Some of the group went on up to the weather station for a better look at the cloud cover, and the rest of us loitered around in the cafeteria. A quick carpool shuffle upon their return, and four gondola'd back to the car to get an early start back to Calgary, while the rest of us walked down the way we'd come. Back at Philip's car, Matt learned his new word for the day: Overshare (ie. sharing more information than your companions necessarily want to know). I used it in a sentence (properly footnoted to Cheryl, of course), and he found it quite amusing. They say that you have to use a new word ten times in order for it to become incorporated into your regular vocabulary, and Matt wasn't taking any chances on forgetting his new word as he proceeded to use it several times, especially calling foul on Philip's many overshares of the day. -- Rhonda |
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Banff Springs Hotel
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Philip says he's sure glad he came up here for the view
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Hikers
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Hikers and gondola in the fog
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Hikers and gondola in the fog