This is one of my favourite places to photograph: Middle Lake, in Bow Valley Provincial Park. I always love how moody this little pond appears, depending on the cloud cover – you can see another shot of it here, snapped when my hubby and I stopped there after an ice walk in February. These particular photos were taken earlier this month, during a fun, but rather wet camping trip in the Park. We tent, so rainy conditions are always a bit of a challenge. It’s really the clean up afterwards that doesn’t hold any appeal for me – we don’t have a balcony or deck attached to our suite, so I usually end up drying the tent in the shower, which means for the next few days, I’m scrubbing tag along spiders and beetles and other assorted creatures off of the walls and ceiling. Okay, that’s a lie – it’s more like I stand as far away as possible (another room, preferably) and point nebulously and scream hysterically while my husband cleans up the wayward travellers. ;)
Apparently the rain couldn’t dampen the spirits of a truckload of teenagers, who stopped to take a swim in the cold water as we were leaving the parking lot. The lake is a bit sludgy and wouldn’t be my first choice as a swimming hole, but the nearby Bow River was running too fast for a safe dip. According to interpretive signs, Middle Lake is shrinking every year and will eventually dry up to become part of the meadow surrounding it.
My brother spotted this impressive old specimen of a balsam fir just off the beaten path. Wonder just how long it’s been since it was a seed?