
After Cirque Peak it was a little too early yet to hit the campsite so I headed for Peyto Lake...it's on every postcard rack in the Rockies...BUT seldom with the aged look. Hey? Hmmm? Too bad the view is a cliché because it is stellar. I didn't get to tell any tourons that it gets it's tourquoise color from the painted bottom. So sad.


Spent the night at Ramparts Creek Campsite. Got all worked up about my can of clam chowder I THOUGHT I had for supper that turned out to be corn chowder. Hate it when that happens.
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