I didn’t even recognize it.
Not until later, anyway.
A couple years ago, on one of my first trips to Canadaland, John and I took a daytrip to Whistler in the middle of the winter (cold, cold winter) and snowshoed on these very same trails. With feet upon feet upon feet of snow, the going was a little slower and the trail took a little longer than it did a couple weeks ago.
But there we were.
Same path, same people, different season.
Only this time, the lake isn’t even frozen over.
P.S. Best hand-me-down EVER. I’ve come to really love this blue shirt. So incredibly versatile. With a different color layered under or over, the look is transformed. Made the perfect shirt to pack on my recent trip to France. Versatile functionality, all the way.