We inhaled, slurped, nibbled slowly. As if to prolong the sensation of awe and grandeur. As if we could not get enough with the first taste of clean mountain air, the spice of rain on forest floor. We hiked, grasped for breath and took lots of photos which can never really do justice to the area. We love the different facets of the mountains, blueness of glacier-fed lakes, rivers and valleys with thousands of evergreen pine cones. And the giant rocks with ice glacier on top, that swallowed our vision.
The road trip took us to two national parks, Banff and Jasper of Alberta. It was our first time to visit the eastern part of Canada. The call of the wild and footprints of the First Nations are dominant in the historic places. Our spirits were restored, all stress forgotten. We vowed to return soon.
river tides are slow dancing
to wind's drumming song, we gaze
at elk grazing, sun-gold
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Haibun Monday hosted by Toni, Kanzensakura. Thanks for the visit.