Having survived an inter-provincial move and a month in Los Angeles, my partner and I felt that it was high time to for us fuck off to the Canadian Rockies for a bit of late summer outside time. Mountains. Stars. Campfires.
Sub-zero overnight temperatures.
As lovely as it was, we only stayed for a single night of tenting at a campground near Waterfowl Lake. It was simply too cold, and as well equipped as we are, we weren't able to keep ourselves safely warm in the unexpected chill.
But before we broke camp, I made damn sure to make good use of the daylight to take a few photos.