I’ll say it straight: The smell can be as bad as its name suggests, but that does not deter a true nature photographer from admiring its beauty. I would even say the bad smell is part of the beauty of this place, something we could not find anywhere else. One could even think a volcano is nearby! But again as in Johnston Canyon, this is a place of superlatives, but also of little details that deserve contemplation. And I made sure to put those small things on the forefront.
Now, to get to the viewpoint, we had to take a Gondola that elevated us a further 2900 feet (according to the official page), that’s 884 meters. I have vertigo, so usually I can’t glimpse from buildings taller than 3 stories without feeling that I am on the verge of falling. But I feared not and just jumped on it. Another step towards conquering my fear of heights has been accomplished. Once there… I’ll let the pictures tell the story.
The sun is just about to fall down the horizon, but the warm orange light is still battling with the clouds to go through.
Snow still covered the ground from the previous week’s snowfall. A bit of yellow was emerging from the Aspen.
More ice-covered peaks. At a glance, the hard line that separates the forest from the barren rock strikes me.
Now the scale of this scenery starts to unfold. Wait for the picture where this rock can be seen along with the restaurant and the trail.
I can’t get tired of it. It looks so unique to me, coming from a tropical country.
Remember that I said: wait for this picture? Though in this version, the restaurant is not shown. In a later one, you will see the vastness of this place.
This is it. The restaurant is seen at the left, and a pretty wide view of the valley and mountains on every side.
I suppose only a Mountain Goat could climb that jagged rock. How on earth this mountain came to have this form?
This poor trunk was overlooked by most. I am still not sure why I find this scene fascinating. It has a touch of loneliness and despair, but also of a world that renews itself. The old gives way to the new, yet they somehow coexist.
We are still pretty close to Banff. Bow river meanders to the left (see the turquoise again?). Vermillion lakes are seen to the right.
And those seem to be young pine trees. Their yellow coloration contrasts nicely with the rest of the forest.
I never get tired of “Old meets New” pictures like this one. Earth keeps its pace and continues to build a new earth every day.
This is the vastness of the Bow River Valley as seen from Sulphur Mountain.
Same view to the left.
As we were preparing to go down, I caught the last sun rays on the camera.
Bow river is everywhere. The Fairmont Banff Springs hotel is located just by its side. Bonus: That golf field is the one where we saw the juvenile Elk fighting each other. DSC_9594 Snow still covered the ground from the previous week’s snowfall. A bit of yellow was emerging from the Aspen. DSC_9597 Same view to the left. DSC_9609 This is the vastness of the Bow River Valley as seen from Sulphur Mountain. DSC_9613 The sun is just about to fall down the horizon, but the warm orange light is still battling with the clouds to go through. DSC_9625 This is it. The restaurant is seen at the left, and a pretty wide view of the valley and mountains on every side. DSC_9627 As we were preparing to go down, I caught the last sun rays on the camera. Share this: Press ThisTwitterFacebook Related El Imperio del Rey, Boca TapadaWith 13 comments Black Vulture (Coragyps atratus)With 1 comment Bahía de los Piratas Uncategorized Post navigation ← Black-headed Trogon (Trogon melanocephalus) Two Jack and Minnewanka Lakes → Leave a Reply
Back in the old days, people would sit down on this bench to contemplate the landscape and not care about anything else in the world. Nowadays, all we want to do is quickly reach that famous spot to take a selfie and brag about it. That reminded me to shut off my camera from time to time, and just gaze at what was upon me.