we kidnapped britz and headed towards our destination...crystal creek.
this time we had a car to drive us to the entrance of the path (schweet), and thanks to the warm weather all week there was much less snow and ice on the trek up. we also had a camera!
the snow was spring like, corn and slushy. going up it wasn't too difficult, a bit sketchy, but manageable.
we reached the caves at the top and descended into its dark depths. someone had painted a pikcha on the cave wall that reminded me of a meditating burning man.
yah, i'm getting a bit excited at the thought of going home. only 160 more daze until the man burns.
after singing a few songs in the cave, we emerged from the darkness and prepared ourselves for the trek down.
coming up wasn't as challenging as going down. the ice and snow made it very slippery.
good thing there were large pieces of quartz in the creek that we could step on as we crossed...
i just love the view of nelson from the creek. to quote owen again, its amazing that our eyes can see so much beauty. it sure is.
~*...normaste...*~
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