I've noticed that as I get older I get more emotional about random things. When we left Valemount to spend one last night in BC at Mount Robson, the highest point of the Canadian Rockies, I got hit by two all in one go.
Just as we turned off highway 5 onto highway 16, entering the Rockies, we rounded a corner where there was a rest area. While we weren't particularly in need of rest, as we'd only been driving about half an hour, we needed to see what the rest area was pointing out.
This is where the crazy old lady emotions kicked in.
There was Mt. Terry Fox, with information boards about his triumph and tragedy in 1980-81, and the legacy of Terry Fox runs that he inspired across Canada for cancer research ever since. Choking feeling in the back of my throat and a few tears.
Then we got back in the van, drove about 24 seconds further down the road and around the corner again to greet full on ahead Mt. Robson. In all its magnificence, standing higher than any visible point, sans trees, and I absolutely yelped and laughed with joy at the sight of it looming up ahead and at being in the Rockies again. Home. Nice.
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