Facebook is a strange phenomenon, but it is useful for some things, like connecting with long lost friends in far flung places. Last week, after posting a photo from Banff, I got a message from my childhood pal Jess, who had recently moved from South Carolina to Calgary.
Jess and I met up at the Wild Flour coffee shop in Banff. I studied every brunette that walked into the place, wondering if I’d know Jess when I saw her. Of course, I did. Not only did we recognize each other, we seemed to pick up right where we’d left off 20 years ago!
The last time I saw Jess, we were just a couple of rowdy outdoor kids. Lo and behold, we’ve both grown up into rowdy outdoor adults! The fact that my tastes in friends and pastimes hasn’t changed since childhood makes me feel like I’m doing something right!
Jess had brought her dog, Cypress, a young pointer mix and mine were ready (as always) to do something fun so we headed out for a rainy hike up Tunnel Mountain. From the top of Tunnel Mountain, we had a great view of neighboring Mount Rundle, the slanted, pointy limestone massif that towers over the town of Banff. Of course, I wanted to climb it and after practically skipping up Tunnel Mountain in the rain, it was clear that Jess was game for something a little more epic.
So we climbed Rundle! Well, most of it. We got chased off the Dragon’s Backbone – the last knife edge ridge to the summit – by hail, but making it up 4,000 vertical feet out of 5K ain’t bad. Climbing mountains isn’t about making it to the summit. The summit is only one point of many along the way. We didn’t stand on top of Rundle, but we spent an hour lying in the sun on the Dragon’s Back, reminiscing about the forts, lemonade stands and adventures of our childhood. Ah, the Glory Days!
After spending a month of summer in Canada, I want to come back to experience winter. I’m sure it’s a totally different place! Now that I have a friend in Calgary, I might have to hop on a plane sometime this winter! Here’s to having old friends in high places!