Sunday, April 03, 2005

Banff, Canada

Mountain range after mountain range, like a giant stormy sea sculpted in rock. Pine forests like green fur crawling up their flanks and snow glinting on their peaks, with here and there, as though a candle had melted wax down a cliff-face, a baby glacier clinging immobile. The park was wonderful, for each time you rounded a corner a spectacular and lovely vista of mountains regaled your eye and you thought that that must be the most beautiful view if the park, only to be proved wrong when you rounded the next corner and were presented with something more stupendous.


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