The weekend it stopped raining

The clouds parted and this strange "ball of fire" appeared in the sky. We headed outside with straining eyes and pale skin. To the mountains....
Saturday:Wind Ridge

Big and little Thompson (you choose).

Jo on the grassy knoll.

West wind pass in the background.

Sunday: Ribbon Creek with Scott

Look at me mom, no hands.

Lunch on top.

Last 4 kms back to the car on the bike.