Prairie Mountain


			Canadian Rockies Scrambles and Panoramas by T. L. Helmer

Prairie Mountain - Canadian Rockies

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A poor photo of Prairie Mountain
Sorry! the digital camera was buggy

October 27 2001

Today I walked up Prairie Mountain for the fifth time. Why?..... Why not? It's close to Calgary, has a pleasant treed section, is a good work out, etc.

Took the digital camera but some of the photos are rough. I wonder what that's all about? Maybe I should whack it on a rock before I use it,... to wake it up. What a jip!

Going up

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A couple of years later at the same spot.
This time the camera is not a toy.

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Bottom: There; the tripod and camera blew over, I rushed back to right it, ran back and tried to appear nonchalant

I made it up and down the mountain in under two hours. Not sure exactly how long, the timer on my watch didn't start, it beeped but I guess I pressed the wrong button. After the summit, I ran non-stop down the mountain. That was intense. Racer dude!

After I got to the car drenched, I got in, then the windows were fogged almost instantly from my perspiration. Then I was on the way to McLean creek with the intention of camping out over night. Three young girls were hitch hiking. I passed making a useless gesture intended to somehow make them understand I was turning soon.

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	The storm is moving in Canyon Creek and the highway are visible

Well... I stopped at the top of the hill changing my mind, not content to just leave them out in the middle of nowhere. I dropped the very friendly and good looking young ladies at Bragg Creek. One of them had scrambled Mt. Sparrowhawk last summer!

When I arrived at McLean Creek I turned around, not content to spend the night in the tent in a snow storm. The drive back to Calgary was in a blizzard, most of the cars only doing about 50 Kph.

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Me and the Cairn

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peed is scarcely the noblest virtue of graphic composition, but it has its curious rewards. There is a sense of getting somewhere fast, which satisfies a native American urge.

James Thurber
1894-1961, American Humorist, Illustratorr
ince time is the one immaterial object which we cannot influence -- neither speed up nor slow down, add to nor diminish -- it is an imponderably valuable gift. Each of us has a few minutes a day or a few hours a week which we could donate to an old folks home or a children's hospital ward. The elderly whose pillows we plump or whose water pitchers we refill may or may not thank us for our gift, but the gift is upholding the foundation of the universe.
Maya Angelou
1928-, African-American poet, Writer, Performer