Devils Tower

On the drive from Alberta to Nebraska we made a little detour to the northeast corner of Wyoming, where we stopped at Devils Tower national monument.

"Hey, Devil's Tower is no reason to take out my paci, okay?"

It looks just like all those models I built with my mashed potatoes.

Devil's Tower is a hotspot for rockclimbers. You can see the guide in the higher ledge, and then two people down below him.

There is a hiking path that goes all the way around the monument, but woe to anyone who gets closer than that.
Sturgis, SD hosts a motorcycle festival in the second week of August every year, and so there are thousands of bikers in the region. But they're not mean bikers. They're more like senior project managers who ride Harleys on the weekend.

Alberta: Waterton's Cameron Falls

Alberta: Hiking Chief Mountain

The goal.

The Rock Scramble.

McSweeney bogarts the beef jerky.

The agony of the screet.

Approaching the summit.

The Glory.

The long walk home.

Alberta: Red Rock Canyon

This year the parking lot is under construction, so we had to drop off the family a few hundred yards away and they hiked in. Then Spencer and I had to drive a mile down the road to park the car in a clearing, and walk back.
Hiking up the canyon towards the slide.
Jake and Nolan trying to climb just high enough to injure themselves when they fall.



Meg contemplates whether to go down the slide while Patrice stands in the glacial water and awaits the onset of hypothermia.